The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 21

Magnus barely registered James' words as he glared at the screen, his gaze icy cold at the sight of the two figures entwined. A bitter chill swept through his eyes.

Suddenly, Lucius' voice rang out, his tone dripping with mockery. "Kendra, I wonder how it feels to see that cripple clinging to that imposter. Lucky you didn't marry him. If you had, I would have killed him."

Magnus' hands clenched into fists, his dark eyes filled with murderous intent. He turned off the projector, stood up and left the private room. James and Chase followed, calling out to him, "Magnus, calm down. I know it hurts, but you need to figure out who set you up, and who’s the one behind all this."

Magnus didn't respond, his entire being radiating hostility. He stepped into the elevator, silently seething. Such a grand deception and disgrace had been played on him. How dare they!

James and Chase shared a look of dread. They could sense a storm brewing.

At midnight, a downpour began, thunder echoing ominously. A car pulled up to the mansion on the island, its driver stepping out. He was a man exuding danger, as if he was a demon straight from hell. He entered the mansion, his footsteps echoing as he ascended the staircase and opened the door to Natalia's room.

The sound of the storm drowned out the creak of the door. By the flash of lightning, Magnus saw a slight figure huddled in the bed. He wondered who had instructed this girl to trick him. How audacious she was to impersonate Kendra to marry him.

He stood by her bed, glaring at her peaceful face. He wanted to strangle her for daring to deceive him.

The girl in the bed was plagued by nightmares.

At a warm and peaceful orphanage, children were singing songs and playing games. Suddenly, the sound of gunfire echoed from outside, followed by screams. Men in black, armed with guns, stormed in and pointed their weapons at the children. "Tell us, have you seen a fifteen-year-old boy?"

The children shook their heads in terror. Miss Rose's face was pale as she looked at the men in black with horror. But still, she opened her arms and tremblingly stopped in front of the kids. "We haven't seen him. Please, don't hurt the children."

A single gunshot, and there was a hole in Miss Rose’s chest. The children screamed, "Miss Rose!"

Five-year-old Natalia watched it all with wide eyes. She rushed to Miss Rose's side, begging her to wake up. All the children watched as Miss Rose slowly closed her eyes. It was followed by crying.

Natalia turned and noticed a foot sticking out from under a slide, trembling... was that the fifteen-year-old boy?

She lifted her head, her blue eyes glaring at the men in black. Then, a small grin appeared on her face. "I know where the boy is," she announced loudly.

The foot under the slide trembled even more.

"Where?" One of the men asked, staring at her. She gritted her teeth. "Follow me, I'll show you."

Then she walked out, the men following her.

"You dare deceive us, you'll die!" One of the men pointed his gun at Natalia.