Chapter 584
Chapter 584:
As I took a seat, my thoughts were consumed by concerns about Clayton. The events of the previous night still troubled me. Distracted, I began to eat absentmindedly, barely tasting the food.
Finally, compelled by my worries, I set my fork down and turned to Bryan, who was next to me. “Your Highness, about Prince Clayton… How is he now?”
Bryan, upon hearing my question, gracefully scooped some soup into a bowl and set it before me. “Truthfully, even if you hadn’t sought our help, Clayton would have managed just fine,” he said calmly.
My eyes widened in shock. Across the table, Dominic chuckled with a cunning glint in his eye. “From what we’ve looked into, we couldn’t pinpoint who was responsible. And since nothing grave happened to me, our father isn’t likely to punish Clayton.”
Fury coursed through me, causing me to tremble and stand up suddenly. “If that’s the case, why didn’t you inform me last night?” I demanded.
Dominic arched an eyebrow playfully. A mischievous smile appeared on his face as he said, “Had we told you then, how could we have had such a delightful night?”
Bryan licked his lips, as if savoring something. “By the way, your milk tastes amazing.”
My face flushed a deep red as I was both embarrassed and furious. Pointing at them, I snapped, “You unbearable jerks! You have crossed the line!”
Yet, they seemed unfazed by my anger. Their irritating grins remained firmly in place.
“Alright, don’t be upset. Have some more food; you’ll need the energy for our next time together,” Bryan said, piling more food onto my plate and guiding me back to my seat.
Just as my anger was reaching a boiling point, a loud bang sounded as the door flung open. I turned my head and saw Clayton striding into the room.
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Makenna’s POV:
It was Clayton! Leonardo had released him from prison! I couldn’t contain my happiness and leaped up from my seat. However, the wild sex from last night had left my legs weak and wobbly. Because I got up too quickly, I lost my balance and lurched forward, right into Bryan’s arms.
Bryan caught me steadily with a smirk. His eyes sparkled playfully, and I felt his warm breath on my ear as he whispered, “Rushing into my arms—do you want more of what we did last night?”
My face immediately turned red. I hurriedly pushed him away, trying to break free. “You… stop spewing nonsense!”
Meanwhile, Clayton settled into a chair calmly and signaled to Evie beside him. “Bring another set of cutlery.”
Once Evie had set the cutlery down, Clayton began to serve himself some soup, handling each motion with refined grace. Watching him, I couldn’t shake off my concerns, and my cheeks remained flushed from earlier embarrassment.
Overcoming my timidity, I asked, “Your Highness, how did you manage to get out of prison so quickly?”
Clayton raised his gaze to meet mine. His eyes were as calming as still waters. He smiled as he replied, “Father pardoned me because he couldn’t find the real culprit.”
Relief washed over me at his words, and I couldn’t hold back my joy for him. “That’s fantastic, Your Highness. I’m relieved to see you’re safe!”
“Indeed, she was extremely concerned. She even resorted to having sex with us to plead for you,” Dominic cut in abruptly. His voice dripped with mocking undertones and a hint of provocation.
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