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Her friends, sensing her mood, tried to console her. “Patty, don’t let it bother you. It’s just ten billion dollars. He doesn’t have the means to pay such an enormous sum. He’ll eventually crawl back to you, begging.”
“Exactly! Men shouldn’t be pampered. You’ve been too good to Waylon. He’s become arrogant because of all your indulgence,” one friend added.
Their words eased the anger in Patty’s heart, but they only strengthened her resolve. Even if Waylon came crawling, she wouldn’t make it easy for him.
As time passed, Patty noticed that Savannah still hadn’t shown up. She was confused, knowing how excited Savannah had been for this engagement ceremony. Besides, Savannah was usually punctual. It had been over half an hour. How could she be late on such an important day?
This was Savannah’s engagement ceremony, one of the most significant days of her life. Something didn’t seem right. Patty’s brows furrowed slightly, a sense of unease growing in her. Deciding to check on Savannah, she made her way to the dressing room.
Meanwhile, Savannah was in the dressing room, still preparing. She had woken up at six in the morning to begin her preparations, and by noon, her makeup was finally complete.
She wore a stunning gown, blue and white with diamonds sparkling under the lights, making her look regal and exquisite. Her makeup was perfectly done, accentuating her beauty. The aura of luxury surrounding her portrayed her as the epitome of sophistication and wealth.
Savannah looked at her reflection in the mirror, feeling quite satisfied with her appearance. Still, she turned to her servant and asked, stroking her hair, “How do I look?”
“Your Highness, you are undoubtedly the most beautiful lady today. No princess in history has ever been as stunning as you,” the servant replied reverently.
Savannah smiled. The servant’s words bolstered her confidence, reinforcing her sense of importance for the engagement ceremony. “Alright, let’s go,” she said.
However, the servant stopped her. “Your Highness, please wait a moment.”
Savannah looked at the servant, frowning. “It’s already noon. The ceremony is about to start. Is there anything left to arrange?”
The servant hesitated for a moment, then stammered, “Oh… No, it’s… It’s not that. It’s just… we don’t know where Mr. Klein is.”
Savannah’s expression darkened immediately. “The ceremony is starting soon, and you’re telling me you don’t know where he is? The palace isn’t that large. Hurry, find him now.”
Savannah clenched her dress tightly, a sense of urgency growing within her.
Suddenly, Isabella’s image flashed in her mind. She had deliberately arranged for someone to take Andrew away before their engagement ceremony could begin, leaving Isabella to face it alone. But now, Andrew was missing before the ceremony even started. She didn’t want to go through the humiliation of facing the guests alone, dreading the gossip that would soon engulf the kingdom.
“Your Highness, our people have been searching tirelessly, but strangely, we still can’t find Mr. Klein. We’ve checked every corner of the palace, and there’s no sign of him.” The servant looked visibly anxious. “Damn you, incompetent fools! Andrew can’t possibly have left the palace. He must still be here somewhere. Get more people and find him! Now!”
As she spoke, Savannah took out her phone and tried calling Andrew. But his phone was off.
At that moment, Patty entered the dressing room, walking toward Savannah. “Savannah, are you ready? Everyone has arrived. They’re all waiting for you.”
Before Savannah could respond, she immediately sensed the tension in the room.
She looked around the dressing room and frowned. “Savannah, what’s wrong? Did something happen here?”
Savannah took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She waved at the servant, signaling her to leave. Then, turning to Patty with a grim expression, she said, “Andrew is missing.”
Patty’s eyes widened in shock. The engagement ceremony was about to start. How could Andrew vanish at such a crucial time? If word of this got out, the consequences would be disastrous.
“How can Andrew disappear now, of all times? Savannah, think about it. Where could he possibly go?” Patty pressed, but Savannah fell silent, deep in thought.
Andrew had always been unpredictable and enigmatic. In fact, it had taken considerable effort to get him here.
Then, suddenly, Savannah seemed to have an idea. A sly, knowing smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
Wasn’t Andrew’s biggest concern that person?
“Patty, I need you to do something for me,” Savannah said, leaning in closer and whispering something in Patty’s ear. Patty’s eyes lit up with excitement, and she eagerly nodded. It was something she was more than willing to do.
Meanwhile, in the grand hall, the guests had grown increasingly restless. The engagement ceremony had been delayed by almost an hour, but there was still no sign of the bride or groom.
As time passed, murmurs rippled through the crowd. People began speculating about what might have happened.
“Could it be that Andrew got cold feet and backed out?” one person asked.
“It’s strange. How can both of them be late for such a significant event?” another person whispered.
“I think they are still haggling over the terms,” someone else suggested.
The crowd’s speculations grew more unsettling as the atmosphere in the grand hall became tense.
While observing the crowd, Isabella felt a pair of eyes staring at her. She exchanged a few words with Waylon before excusing herself to the restroom.
As soon as she stepped inside, someone appeared behind her and covered her mouth and nose.
Instantly, she lost consciousness and collapsed to the floor.
Cold water suddenly splashed across Isabella’s face, jolting her awake. She blinked, quickly realizing she was now in Savannah’s dressing room. Savannah stood over her, looking down with an air of superiority.
Despite knowing she’d been kidnapped, Isabella remained calm, showing no hint of fear or panic. This unsettled Savannah. People like Isabella, in Savannah’s mind, were supposed to cower, beg, and cry in front of someone of her status. But here she was, standing firm, unshaken.
“Aren’t you curious why I brought you here?” Savannah’s voice dripped with arrogance.
“What’s there to be curious about? Even if you wiped Andrew’s memories, he still doesn’t care for you,” Isabella replied, her tone steady.
A flicker of cold rage flashed in Savannah’s eyes. Without a word, she grabbed the whip from behind her and lashed it violently across Isabella.
Isabella didn’t dodge. The crack of the whip sliced through the air, tearing her clothes and leaving a raw, bleeding line on her skin. Her body trembled slightly from the sharp sting, her face paling as sweat dotted her forehead. Yet, not a hint of fear crossed her expression.
Savannah sneered. “If you were one of us, I might have actually respected you. But no, you’re nothing but lowborn, with filthy blood. People like you don’t deserve dignity!”
With that, she swung the whip again, striking Isabella harder.
Nearby, a servant quietly filmed the scene. The footage would be sent directly to Andrew. This was Savannah’s twisted way of luring him out of hiding. Ever since Andrew disappeared, she suspected he might have started regaining some of his memories.
And wasn’t Isabella the person he cared for the most? Surely, he wouldn’t just stand by and let her die here. But even if Andrew didn’t show up, Savannah felt content with unleashing her fury on Isabella instead. Someone had to suffer today, and Isabella had the misfortune of being that person.
The servant trembled, his eyes fixed on the blood streaking down Isabella’s body. He knew all too well that Savannah’s whip was lined with silver hooks, each strike more painful than the last.
Enough to break even the toughest soldier. Yet, despite the agony, Isabella remained silent.
Isabella’s face grew paler by the second.
Unexpectedly, Savannah’s eyes gleamed with a trace of admiration.
“You know, in all the history of our country, no one’s ever survived more than five lashes. After five, it doesn’t matter how strong you are—blood loss alone is enough to kill you,” Savannah said, watching Isabella with unsettling curiosity. “I wonder if you’ll break that record.”
Isabella’s face remained unreadable, showing no reaction.
Savannah let out a sigh, almost as if she felt genuine disappointment. “Andrew hasn’t appeared yet… Looks like he hasn’t gotten his memory back. What a shame for you.”
Her voice was light, almost mocking, as she lifted the whip high in the air again.
Even the servant couldn’t help but shut his eyes. The unsettling sound of blood dripping onto the floor echoed in the room.
Slowly, he opened them again, but to his shock, the blood wasn’t from Isabella. Instead, a strong hand had caught the whip mid-strike, and crimson droplets were now falling from the man’s palm onto the floor.
The servant froze in disbelief.
Andrew had actually shown up! Savannah’s eyes widened in surprise, but that quickly turned into pure, seething rage.
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This was it. Andrew had regained his memory.
Just as she was about to pull the whip back, Andrew gave it a sudden, forceful yank, ripping it from her grasp. The unexpected pull sent Savannah stumbling backward, crashing to the floor.
Isabella glanced up, and a flicker of surprise danced in her eyes as she saw Andrew standing there.
She had only been testing to see if he would come, and yet, here he was.
She couldn’t help but wonder—had he truly regained his memory? Had the recent treatments actually worked?
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