Chapter 111:
Makenna’s POV:
Frank wanted me to attend his wedding with Jessica?
His request left me speechless. What on earth were they thinking? Was this some twisted joke, or did they have a darker motive?
I was about to refuse outright, but Frank, as if reading my mind, flashed a sly smile and cut me off before I could speak.
“Makenna, Jessica has been missing you,” Frank said, his tone dripping with false warmth, as if he genuinely wanted me there. “Both of us hope you’ll bless our marriage with your presence.”
I began to protest, but Leonardo’s voice intervened before I could finish.
His gaze swept over us, his expression unreadable, before he made his decision. “Very well. You’ve been doing well lately, so I’ll grant this request. I’ll also prepare a generous gift for your wedding.”
Frank’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he quickly expressed his gratitude. “Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness.”
He turned slightly, giving me a sidelong glance that reeked of smugness and superiority.
I clenched my fists, biting down on my lip to keep from showing how frustrated and uneasy I felt.
I had cut ties with Frank and my family. Their sudden invitation was suspicious, to say the least.
“Your Majesty, I have training tomorrow.” I tried to find an excuse, masking my anxiety with a calm demeanor. “I might not have time to attend.”
Leonardo dismissed my concern without a second thought. “It’s just a wedding. It won’t take long.”
With a lazy wave of his hand, as if tired of the conversation, he concluded, “Alright, you may go.”
I wanted to refuse again, but I had no more excuses to offer. Reluctantly, I had no choice but to leave.
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As I exited the hall, anger and frustration churned within me. I marched back to my house, my mind racing with thoughts of what Frank could possibly be scheming.
They had already manipulated things to have me take Jessica’s place as a sex slave. Now that I was in the palace, as they had planned, what could they possibly want from me now?
Could it be they still had something else to gain from me?
My brooding thoughts were interrupted by a voice dripping with arrogance.
“Makenna!”
I stopped in my tracks, frowning as I turned to see Frank catching up to me.
My face hardened as I glared at him, suspicion lacing my words. “What exactly are you planning?”
There was no way I believed they sincerely wanted me at their wedding.
Frank offered me a smile that was all pretense. “What could we be planning? Your parents just miss you and want you to come home for a while.”
“Miss me?” I couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. “Do you really think I’d buy that?”
The day they sent me off to the palace without a second thought was the day any bond we had was severed.
The memory of my father’s cold, indifferent face sent a stab of pain through my heart.
Frank’s smile grew more confident, his tone laced with arrogance. “Believe it or not, you have to attend tomorrow. Are you really going to defy the king’s command?”
I clenched my fists, anger burning in my chest, but I couldn’t refuse. Frank knew that, of course. With Leonardo’s backing, there was nothing I could do.
They must have known that if they asked directly, I’d never agree. So, they orchestrated this, using the king to give an order I couldn’t ignore.
Frank snorted, adding with a smirk, “Don’t be late tomorrow.”
I shot him a cold smile. “I hope you don’t end up regretting this.”
With that, I turned and walked away, refusing to waste another moment in his presence.
