Chapter 1969
When Seamus returned, he noticed someone had tampered with his room. His
expression changed instantly, and he turned sharply toward the other two
bodyguards and erupted in anger.
The two were scolded so harshly that they stood still with their heads lowered,
afraid to speak.
As he calmed down, he suddenly spotted Persephone standing at the door.
Seeing her cold demeanor and the smirk on her face—a smile that echoed the
air of superiority ingrained in the Hamerton genes —his heart jolted.
He restrained his temper and respectfully addressed her, "Miss."
"That was quite a forceful call. Seems like your injury is almost healed, right?"
Persephone's calm voice was cryptic. "Since you're recovered, let's go back to
Centrolis. Give me your phone. I'll call my parents to send someone to pick us
up."
"Miss..." Seamus gestured, asking the other two to leave first. He sat beside
Persephone but moved on the nearby carpet after some thought.
Looking up at her, he said, "Miss, don't trouble them for such a trivial matter."
"Trouble?"
"Not just trouble." Seamus’ expression turned serious. "We're being watched
now. Otherwise... we wouldn't have failed to leave twice. If you make that call and
those people listen in..."
"I'm their daughter. Can't I make a phone call to them?" Persephone's gaze held
a hint of scrutiny. "Since I arrived here, I lost my phone and haven't contacted
them... I need them to know my situation, and they'll find a way to bring me
back!"
"I've been in contact with them!" Seamus interjected. "I told them you're doing
well here."
"But I'm not!"
"Miss—"
"Seamus." Persephone’s gaze was commanding. "Why do you keep stopping me
from contacting my parents?"
"I..." Seamus paused but quickly regained his composure and covered the deep
wound on his chest. Whenever Persephone saw this wound previously, she
would be deeply filled with remorse.
"Miss, could you... get the medicine for me?"
Persephone's heart clenched. Seamus’ pale face in pain was crumbling her
defenses bit by bit.
After a moment of hesitation, she fetched the hemostatic pills and bandages from
the cabinet, handing them all to him. Unlike before, she didn't personally feed him
the medicine or help him with the bandage.
Seamus wanted to call out to her, but she turned and dashed off.
The two bodyguards entered anxiously and looked at Seamus with an inquiring
gaze.
"No need to go after her." Seamus’ expression was dark as he slowly stood up
from the floor. "She's just being childish and needs a moment to calm down."
"Will she be okay?"
"She's grown up. What could happen to her?!" Seamus seethed with anger. "It's
you two. Figure out whose side you're on!"
The two men trembled, looking at each other with fear.
"But Seamus..." After a pause, one of them stepped forward. "Do you really think
she... is still a child?"
Seamus narrowed his eyes, a chilling glint rising from their depths.
Persephone dashed downstairs in one breath.