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Alyssa’s heart sank, feeling like it was being pulled deeper and deeper, the pain almost unbearable.
“Sir gave Jameson everything he has. Now that he’s no longer useful, Sir will take it all back.” Remy’s tone was matter-of-fact. “Sir never makes losing deals.
“Who is this ‘Sir’ you all speak of?” Alyssa’s voice was rough as she asked the crucial question. “Is he someone Jeremy and I know?
“He has been able to make his every move so strategically. He plotted against Jameson and me and controlled everything within his hands. Could he be someone who’s seen me or even understands me?
“Also, Damien… how did you end up getting acquainted with this Sir?”
In hindsight, Alyssa would realize this was the closest she ever came to the truth.
“I am not your brother,” Remy said in a deep voice. He paused, uncertain how to lie but knowing he could choose to withhold certain facts. “My advice to you is to stay away from the truth. Getting too close to it will only bring you ruin.”
The next morning, the presidential office arranged for Jonah to discreetly enter the palace to meet with King Anthony of Kontina.
Everyone waited extremely anxiously for his return.
Jonah returned to the presidential office in the afternoon, handing Jeremy an official document with Anthony’s signature.
“We can mobilize the troops now.”
Everyone was filled with hope and immediately set out to make the necessary preparations.
Only Jeremy noticed the gloom in Jonah’s eyes since his return from the palace.
“What’s wrong, Jonah? Is something on your mind?” Seeing that they were alone, Jeremy seized the chance to approach Jonah. His gaze was firm as he pressed on, “Did something happen when you were in the palace?
“Everyone’s overwhelmed by Lyse’s situation. The psychological pressure on you must be just as intense, maybe even more than the rest of us.”
Jonah met Jeremy’s concerned gaze, feeling moved. “Jeremy, I really appreciate you noticing how I’m feeling, even at a time like this.
“Don’t say that, Jonah. We’re family. To me, you and Lyse are equally important.”
Since losing contact with Alyssa, Jeremy had been restless, plagued by sleepless nights and a constant state of anxiety. Every shift in the moods of those around him only magnified his own stress, making him hypersensitive and on edge. “What really happened?”
“To be honest, not much.” Jonah pursed his lips. “After entering the palace, I met the king. He was kind and friendly, giving me a personal tour. We even dined together and talked about my health and work.
“He felt like a warm-hearted elder, not a king. Even though I’m not from Kontinia, it made me feel unworthy of all that attention.”
Jeremy understood how Jonah felt. He would have been just as nervous in Jonah’s shoes. “Isn’t that a good thing?
“It is, but it’s too good. So much so that I couldn’t refuse. It even felt strange to me.” Jonah looked into Jeremy’s dark eyes with a conflicted expression. “It was my first time meeting him. We’re not related, and he’s the leader of a country. Why was he so kind to me?”
Upon hearing that, Jeremy frowned.
“Also, he gave me this.” Jonah retrieved a quaint-looking emerald ornament from his breast pocket. Its intrinsic carving was of a noble and mysterious-looking dragon. One glance was enough to tell that this wasn’t something from an ordinary family.
“This is an antique belonging to the Kontinian royal family.”
A gleam flashed in Jeremy’s eyes. Thanks to his upbringing under Javier and Newton, Jeremy had a keen eye for antiques and emerald items. He carefully took the ornament from Jonah’s hands and examined it closely.
I’ve seen this in a museum’s promotional booklet before. This emerald ornament is an antique, a personal artifact of the Kontinian kings. It’s been passed down through generations for about 300-400 years.
“Also, I remember that it’s only passed down to the heirs to the throne. In other words, it’s meant for crown princes.”
“Say what?” Jonah stared at the ornament, wide-eyed. “He should have given such a significant item to his only son. Why did he give it to me?”
Jeremy pressed his lips together. ‘Maybe he just felt a strong connection with you. Who can understand a king’s intentions?”
“No, I can’t accept this. I’ll give it to Miley later and have her return it to Yuliana so she can bring it back to His Royal Highness.
Jeremy looked down at the cold emerald omament in his palm, pondering Jonah’s words.
After a moment of silence, his chest tightened. Suddenly, he remembered the missing special agent, Felicity Whitaker, whom Alyssa had mentioned. He also recalled the royal family’s secret about the king’s lover that his Kontinian friend Dexter had shared with him.
Jeremy felt his heart race, his breath catching in his throat. He looked at Jonah with a fiery, intense gaze.
“What’s wrong, Jeremy?” Jonah asked, noticing that something was off with Jeremy.
Could it be? Could there really be such an uncanny coincidence?
The pictureless document raised significant doubts about Felicity’s true identity in Alyssa and Jeremy. Based on such limited evidence, it was a leap of faith to assume that Felicity was Winston’s wife and the mother of Alyssa and her quintuplet brothers.
However, Dexter had worked with the royal family for years, and his information was usually reliable.
Felicity was Anthony’s lover.
Later, she was framed by the queen and imprisoned. After breaking out, she was hunted down.
She eventually jumped into the sea, and after enduring numerous hardships, she ended up in Belbanks, where the Taylors lived. All of these details matched up.
What terrified Jeremy even more was that the timeline of the hunt for Felicity perfectly aligned with the ages of Jonah and his four brothers.
When too many coincidences occur, they might not be coincidences at all.
Adding to the unease, Anthony had summoned Jonah-whom he had never met before-into the palace out of nowhere. He treated Jonah with unusual warmth, even gifting him a personal artifact.
“Jonah, when you met His Royal Highness at the palace, was Her Royal Highness there as well?” Jeremy suddenly inquired.
Jonah shook his head. “Nope. Her Royal Highness never showed up.”
“How about the prince?”
“I heard the prince’s health isn’t good. A few years back, he could still attend meetings with political leaders, state visits, and charity events with His Royal Highness. But last year, he became bedridden. He had turned down all his duties to focus on recovery. I didn’t get the chance to meet him.’
What kind of illness had kept him bedridden for two whole years? It had to be something incurable.
Seeing Jeremy’s grave expression, Jonah’s curiosity grew. “Why are you asking this all of a sudden, Jeremy?”
Jeremy’s thoughts were in disarray. He tightened his grip on the emerald ornament in his hand. An overwhelming surge of emotions welled up in his chest. What he was about to uncover felt like a truth that could shatter the entire Taylor family-a revelation as grave as any state secret.
The pieces of the puzzle fit together too perfectly.
He wanted to believe these were just coincidences. But he stuttered, unable to convince himself to accept something so implausible. “It’s nothing, Jonah. I must be a little slow from lack of sleep these past few days.”
After careful consideration, Jeremy decided to keep everything to himself.
This was no trivial matter. Without concrete DNA evidence to prove Felicity was Alyssa and her brothers’ mother, he couldn’t claim Jonah and his four brothers were royalty-let alone that they were the sons of Kontina’s king, Anthony Stewart.
“That’s true. You’re exhausted.”
Jonah couldn’t see through Jeremy’s deep thoughts. He sighed, feeling sorry for him, and patted his shoulder.” We’ll find Lyse soon and bring her back.”
Meanwhile, in the opulent yet suffocating study of Kontina’s royal palace, a middle-aged man of striking looks stood against the light, his hands clasped behind his back. His commanding presence made it hard for anyone to meet his gaze.
“Your Royal Highness, I’ve taken the cup Mr. Jonah used and sent it for a secret DNA test. The results will be out tomorrow,” reported Anthony’s secretary in a hushed tone. The secretary, who had been Anthony’s trusted aide for nearly 40 years, stood behind him.
“This matter is of utmost importance. Ensure it remains confidential, especially from the Queen.”
Anthony lowered his gaze, staring intently at the photo of him and Jonah on his phone screen. Outwardly, he appeared calm. But inside, he was burning with hope.
*Rest assured.”
The secretary hesitated, then stepped forward and spoke softly. “He does resemble you, especially when you’re side by side.”
Brimming with a plethora of emotions, Anthony blinked. His eyes were reddened. With a warm smile, he said, “I think so too.”
With the royal family’s approval, a massive search operation was launched.
In the blink of an eye, another five days passed. The search parties scoured 20 islands of varying sizes, yet Alyssa remained elusive.
Logically, if Jameson had intended to settle on an island, he would have brought ample manpower and supplies. The search shouldn’t have been this difficult. But the reality was that the search and rescue mission proved far more challenging than anyone had anticipated.
Adding to the difficulties, the recent weather at Kontina had been terrible. Stormy seas severely hampered the operation.
On the fifth night, Miley brought some dishes into the room. Seeing Jeremy’s tired and bloodshot eyes, her heart wrenched. She urged, ‘Jeremy, you can’t keep exhausting yourself like this. Your body won’t hold up! Please, have something to eat, even if it’s just a small bite.”
