Two years ago, Lynn vanished from the castle without a trace. Solivair had gone mad. He mobilized every hidden resource at his disposal, scouring every corner of the world. But Lynn had disappeared as if she had never existed. No matter how hard he searched, he found nothing. As time passed, his desperation grew. Now, to suddenly hear someone mention her—how could he not be shaken? Lynn was his one and only weakness. Arthur only knew about Lynn’s disappearance because, after years of fruitless searching, Solivair had been forced to make her existence public, hoping to use the media’s reach to find her. Based on his memory, that announcement would happen in less than two months. Which meant he had just used his past-life knowledge to get ahead. Back then, he had simply thought of it as another dramatic rich-family scandal. If he hadn’t pushed himself to remember, he might have forgotten it completely. He never expected it would end up saving his life. But he didn’t actually know much. Still, Arthur kept his expression unreadable, his stance steady—projecting absolute confidence. Straightening his posture, he locked eyes with Solivair and said firmly, “Send Taylor to the hospital first.” Solivair stilled. His face darkened. His grip on Arthur’s shoulders tightened until it felt like he was trying to crush bone. His voice was cold, seething with murderous intent. “Tell me what you know about Lynn. If you don’t—” He pulled a small knife from his belt and pressed it against Taylor’s throat. “I’ll kill him right now.”Arthur’s pupils shrank. For a moment, his instincts screamed at him to lunge forward. But he forced himself to stay still, taking a deep breath to keep his composure. His fists clenched tightly, his gaze unwavering. “Let him go. Take him to the hospital,” Arthur said, voice steel. “If anything happens to Taylor, you’ll never get another word about Lynn from me.” Solivair snapped his head up, his dark eyes venomous. A silent clash erupted between them. A brutal, wordless battle of will. Arthur was out of time. But he knew—if he backed down now, he would lose everything. Taylor wouldn’t last much longer. They had been blindfolded on the way here, the car taking unnecessary turns to confuse him. He had no idea how far they were from the nearest hospital. Taylor had already lost too much blood. The blade at his throat could end him in an instant. There was no more room for delay. Arthur had to win. The warehouse was eerily silent. The two men stood locked in a deadly standoff, neither looking away. Then, finally— Solivair averted his gaze. He turned on his heel and barked out an order. “Take him to the hospital.” Arthur exhaled sharply. He had won.He had gambled, and he had won. Solivair’s love for his daughter outweighed everything else. He was even willing to put himself and the entire Tremo family at risk for her. The guards moved quickly. A stretcher appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and Taylor was lifted onto it. Arthur, however, was immediately surrounded. Solivair’s expression was unreadable. “Your friend can go. But you—” He paused. “You’re coming with us.” Arthur’s eyes flickered. Then, he nodded. “Fine.” If he didn’t stay in Solivair’s hands, there was no guarantee Taylor would actually make it to the hospital. Ahead of him, the warehouse’s rusted metal doors creaked open. Blinding daylight flooded in, forcing Arthur to squint. But he didn’t dare blink. He had already made that mistake once. Solivair’s men wasted no time. They loaded Taylor into the car. Finley was carried in alongside him. His legs had been hastily bandaged, but the wounds were still seeping blood. Solivair had watched his son bleed out this whole time without the slightest reaction. Finley was still unconscious, and Solivair had no intention of waking him. There were some things he didn’t want his son to know. Like the conversation that had just taken place. Just as the guards were about to load Taylor into the vehicle— A sharp roar of an engine suddenly tore through the air.A car was speeding toward them. Fast. Before Solivair’s men could react, it had already arrived.