Free Web NovelChapter 806: Suspicion
"Tch!"
The woman clicked her tongue. Without a moment’s hesitation, she bit down on it.
Instantly, her eyes widened. Her pupils turned a pale purple before her body went limp and she lost consciousness.
Malverna remained calm. She raised her left hand slightly, and black flames engulfed the woman’s body.
"She committed suicide. What a strong resolve," she sneered.
Rafine said nothing, but relief was evident on her face. She turned toward Malverna and bowed her head.
"Thank you for helping me," she said respectfully.
Malverna waved her hand dismissively.
"It’s my duty. After all, that man asked me to protect you."
"That man?" Rafine was startled by her words.
Malverna flinched before quickly turning away.
"Forget it. Just be careful from now on. Lately, I’ve noticed some suspicious activity around this mansion. It looks like someone is targeting you and Elina Lorian."
After saying that, she disappeared.
Rafine frowned.
"Someone’s targeting me and Elina, huh?" Her eyes narrowed. "Who could it be?"
No matter how much she thought about it, Rafine couldn’t come up with a likely answer. In the end, she pushed her worries aside and decided to tell Elina about it.
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"You were almost killed?"
Elina, who had been working on some documents, looked up in shock.
"That’s right."
Leaning against the desk, Rafine explained in a serious tone, "Earlier, someone pretended to be you. Turns out, she was an assassin trying to kill me. Luckily, your guardian showed up in time and saved me. Otherwise, I’d probably be dead by now."
Just thinking back on what had happened made goosebumps crawl across Rafine’s skin.
It wasn’t as if she’d never been the target of an assassination attempt before. In fact, she’d been targeted dozens of times.
Back then, however, her father had always been by her side, protecting her—often without her even realizing assassins were after her.
"Hmmm..."
Elina narrowed her eyes and fell into deep thought. Earlier, Malverna had indeed warned her that some mysterious individuals were keeping watch on her mansion.
It turned out Rafine was a target too, not just her. The situation was a lot more complicated than Elina had first thought.
"I understand. Thank goodness you’re okay. I’ll have the guards tighten security," Elina said firmly.
Rafine nodded and said nothing more. The two chatted casually, and before they knew it, their conversation drifted back to the matter at hand.
"By the way, do you know who’s behind all this?"
Elina shook her head.
"Not yet, but I’ve got a few suspects."
"Oh?" Rafine raised an eyebrow. "Who?"
Elina paused for a moment before answering calmly.
"Aldric, Cedric, and... Adalen."
...
"Still no luck?"
Adalen shot a cold look at the man kneeling before him.
The man lowered his head, his face full of fear and panic.
"N-Not yet, Your Highness. Security around Princess Elina’s mansion is incredibly tight. Forget getting inside—even getting close to her is almost impossible."
"Useless!" Adalen snapped. "I’ve paid you a fortune, and this is the best you can do? What a waste!"
The man stayed silent, not daring to say another word.
Adalen took a deep breath, his face red with anger.
Over the past few days, he had sent numerous hired assassins to Elina’s mansion. He had only one goal—to eliminate both her and Rafine.
Of course, the idea hadn’t come from him but from his grandfather. Adalen didn’t know the old man’s true objective, but it seemed to be connected to the grand plan he was preparing.
Unfortunately, every attempt had ended in failure, leaving him deeply frustrated.
"Fine..." Adalen slowly regained his composure. "Change your approach. Use that brain of yours. If you fail again, then..."
A cold glint flashed across his golden eyes.
The man’s body trembled. He hurriedly lowered his head even further.
"I understand, Your Highness!"
Adalen said nothing more. After the man left, he turned his gaze toward the sky beyond the window.
"Elina... I hope you can still smile after everything that’s about to happen," he muttered coldly.
...
"Are you going to Sharon’s place? Aren’t you tired?" Isabella asked worriedly.
Nolan sat down beside her and let out a long sigh.
"That old man told me to. If it weren’t for him, do you think I’d want to go?"
Nolan rolled his eyes and took a sip of tea.
"His Majesty? Hmmm... Well, in that case, I guess it’s fine. Good luck!"
Isabella immediately changed her tone and gave him a thumbs-up.
Nolan: "..."
’So, your worries disappeared the moment you found out who told me to do it?’
Nolan shook his head helplessly. What people said was true—a woman in love would ignore everything, even her own child.
But Nolan wasn’t angry. Having parents who genuinely loved each other was something not many people were fortunate enough to have.
He didn’t have to look far—Aldric and Cedric were the clearest examples.
Their father, Ragan, had married Vanessa and Cassandra purely because they had qualities that could help him climb to the throne.
There was no love between them—just mutual benefits. It was no surprise Aldric and Cedric grew up cold and obsessed with power.
No, actually, it wasn’t just them. Ragan, the previous emperor, and even those before him were all the same.
They had only one goal—the throne and power.
Fortunately, Nolan wasn’t a very ambitious person, so the curse had little effect on him.
"What are you going to do there? Just visit Sharon?"
"No." Nolan shook his head. "I’m going as that old man’s representative. You could say I’ll be carrying a pretty heavy load on my shoulders. Pretty impressive, right?"
He shot Isabella a playful look, clearly waiting for praise.
Isabella immediately caught on and chuckled softly.
"Yes, you’re amazing. Just as I’d expect from my son."
She ruffled his hair affectionately.
Nolan just smiled, clearly enjoying it.
Even with his hidden identity as the Singularity of Chaos and the owner of the empire’s two most powerful trading houses, there was still a side of him few people ever saw—like how much he liked being praised by his mother.
It made him happy... and somehow made their bond feel even closer. freewebnovel.cσ๓
The two of them kept chatting casually, mostly about Nolan’s upcoming trip to Falling Star Academy.
"By the way, what level is Sharon at now?"
"If I’m not mistaken, she should already be an Archmage," Nolan replied, rubbing his chin.
"An Archmage? At only twenty-three years old?" Isabella asked in surprise.
"Yeah." Nolan nodded, taking a sip of tea.
It had to be said—Sharon’s talent was truly extraordinary, even beyond Jisha’s.
The only reason she hadn’t improved faster before was because she didn’t have someone who could fully bring it out.
But after Nolan helped her, that potential finally bloomed. Her rapid growth wasn’t surprising at all.
"Heh..." Isabella let out a long sigh. "That’s amazing. If only I had a child as talented as her. Wouldn’t that be nice?"
Nolan: "..."
