Chapter 215

Chapter 215 Chapter 215 Berenger had thought he could play the peacemaker. But now it was clear–Scott had never intended to take Bella and Emma back. His target had always been Emma. And they’d realized it far too late.

Bella buried her head in her arms again. All she could hope for now was that Logan would get to the hotel in time.

“We can’t just sit here and wait,” Berenger said, his voice resolute. “We need to go to Sivro. Some things have to be handled in person.”

Bella finally lifted her head.

Odalyn’s face was a mask of anger and disbelief as she thought, ‘How could Scott do this? Even if Emma isn’t his biological daughter, she’s called him “Dad” for years. How could he betray her like this?’

“Berenger’s right,” Odalyn said, her voice firm. “We need to go to Sivro now. Just sitting here won’t help.”

Bella nodded, wiping away her tears. She had no other choice. “Okay,” she said with a decisive nod.

At the Arcanum House, Logan tiptoed toward the door, his heart pounding with anticipation. Just as he was about to slip outside, Yuna’s voice cut through the silence like a knife. “Where do you think you’re going, Mr. Jackson?”

Caught in the glare of her icy eyes, Logan’s confidence crumbled. “Uh, just couldn’t sleep. Thought I’d take a walk,” he muttered, hoping his excuse would sound convincing.

“Planning a midnight stroll?” Yuna’s gaze flicked to the half–open door, where Logan’s hand still lingered. Her tone was calm, but her eyes betrayed a hint of suspicion.

Logan quickly pulled his hand back, feeling a flush of embarrassment. “No, you misunderstood. I was just... doing some exercises. You know, working on my agility,” he stammered, though even he knew it sounded weak.

Yuna’s eyes narrowed. She had rushed back from gathering intel on the Rosewood family, intending to brief Elysia. Running into Logan was pure coincidence, but she had a hunch he knew something, too. Maybe he was planning to rescue Elysia from the hotel?

Yuna’s knowing look and seizing up made Logan squirm. “Um, could you not look at me like that?” he muttered, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Before Yuna could respond, a cool, composed voice drifted over from the shadows. “What’s going on here?”

Logan and Yuna turned to see Elysia standing there, her white nightgown shimmering in the moonlight. For a moment, she looked almost ethereal, her presence so captivating that even Yuna was momentarily stunned.

After a brief pause, Yuna collected herself and bowed her head respectfully. “Ms. Rosewood.”

Logan, too, snapped out of his daze, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. “Elysia, why are you up?”

“I couldn’t sleep. Thought I’d take a walk. What about you? Where are you going?” Elysia’s voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable edge to it.

Logan hesitated, knowing he couldn’t lie to her. He quickly explained Emma’s situation.

But Elysia just nodded calmly. ‘It’s not surprising Scott did this. But Emma... she’s just pitiful. After all these years with Rosewood family, she still can’t see him for what he is. She followed him back to Sivro like a lamb to the slaughter.

‘It’s her own fault, really. If she hadn’t been so blinded by the family’s status, she wouldn’t be in this mess. Greed blinded her 1/3 62%

Chapter 215 and she didn’t know the right thing to do,‘ she thought.

Yuna remained expressionless, her face a mask of calm. She had planned to tell Elysia about the situation tonight, but Logan had beaten her to it. But she was okay with that.

Elysia said, “Yuna, we need a ride. Let’s head to Funya Hotel right now.”

“Yes, Boss,” Yuna replied and headed towards the garage.

“Elysia, are you coming with me?” Logan asked, still a bit stunned by her reaction.

“Yes. But while you’re going to save her, and I’m just there to watch her suffer,” Elysia replied, her tone flat.

Logan rolled his eyes. Elysia was always so blunt. If Emma heard her, she’d probably explode. But there was another concern nagging at Logan–would Elysia misunderstand his relationship with Emma? They’d never gotten along, and he didn’t want to upset her.

“Hey, Elysia, don’t get the wrong idea. I’m doing this because of family obligations,” he quickly added.

Elysia glanced at him sideways, her tone indifferent. “Don’t worry; I’m not jealous,” she said, before turning and walking out the door.

Logan’s shoulders relaxed, a smile finally breaking through. ‘Elysia isn’t jealous. That means I’m still important to her, right? No, wait. Does this mean she doesn’t care about me at all?‘

Lost in these conflicting thoughts, Logan was jolted back to reality when Elysia called out, “Logan are you just going to stand there all night?”

He shook himself out of his daze, seeing the car already waiting outside. He jogged over and followed up.

Meanwhile, Robert was locked in a fierce internal battle. Finally, he gave in, grabbing his jacket and heading to the garage. He sped off toward the Funya Hotel, and as he burst into the presidential suite.

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Emma’s mind raced as she tried to stall Dennis. At first, he seemed to enjoy the game, but soon he realized what she was doing.

His patience snapped, and he grabbed her roughly, pinning her down. Panic surged through Emma as she pleaded with him, wanting him to let her go.

However, Dennis wasn’t listening anymore. He tore her clothes and bit hard on her neck, making Emma feel sick. Her terror grew stronger as tears flowed uncontrollably down her face. With no one coming to save her, her last bit of hope was slowly fading away.

Suddenly, there was a frantic knock at the door. Emma’s eyes, which seemed lifeless, suddenly sparked with a glimmer of hope–

was someone here to rescue her?

Dennis, however, was not touched, continuing his actions. Seeing Emma’s tear–streaked face and hearing the urgent knocking at the door, his anger intensified. He slapped Emma across the face. “Why are you crying? Listen, your father sent you to serve me. Do it. Understand?”

Just then, the door burst open. Startled, Dennis got up from the bed at once. Standing in the doorway were Melissa and Thorne.

Dennis’s words died on his lips as he realized he’d been caught.

Melissa stormed into the room, her usual composure shattered by fury. She yanked Emma’s hair, her voice dripping with venom.

“You little homewrecker! Out of everyone, you had to go after my husband? Today, you’ll learn what happens to women who play with fire.”

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