Holding their breath, Vinson and Arielle grew wary at once.
“Whoever you are, come out now. I've seen you,” Linda asserted in a cold voice as she scanned the surroundings while treading carefully.
Nevertheless, both of them knew there was no way Linda could've seen them. All she was trying to do was to bait them out.
“Linda, I've already checked. There's no one around,” Mark said, emerging out of nowhere.
When she saw that he had returned, Linda couldn't help but knit her brows.
“Why did you come back? Leave quickly before you're discovered,” Linda pestered him in a serious tone. Does he have a death wish? It's not like he isn't aware of the Duke's methods.
“Calm down. I'm leaving now. You should deliver the food quickly. Or else, he might suspect something if you take too long.” Mark's heart warmed when he saw the concern in Linda's eyes. After leaving her with the advice, he turned around and disappeared into the night.
Linda glanced at the darkness before entering the basement and unlocking it with a key.
At the same time, Vinson and Arielle seized the opportunity to slip out.
Outside, the tree leaves billowing in the gentle breeze made for a terrifying scene in the darkness of the night.
Vinson and Arielle, having successfully avoided the guards, prepared to scale the walls back out.
Suddenly, all the lights were turned on.
“Everyone, stay frosty. We have an intruder!” a man shouted at the top of his voice.
At that moment, every single person in the apartment, other than the queen mother and Monisha, came out.
“Your Grace, the woman is gone,” Linda reported to the grim-looking Duke.
“Did you not notice anything strange while you were there?” the Duke questioned angrily.
Linda's heart sank. She had sensed someone's presence, but Mark had told her he had checked and there wasn't anyone around.
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