Chapter 559
“Are you sure about this?” Amelie asked as she buttoned up Gabriel’s shirt, her gaze filled with a familiar worry. “Carlos has asked you to wait for him. What if he gets upset that you went to Aurevalis without him p>
“I will see to it when Carlos comes here,” Gabriel stated, a confident edge to his voice that dismissed the potential conflict.
Amelie picked up the pullover and handed it to him. “Wear it,” she said and then picked up the long overcoat, preparing him for the journey.
Noah was lying on his belly, doing some focused tummy time, wiggling his tiny arms and legs while looking intently at the plushie in front of him. He moved his head to look at his parents, calling for Gabriel, “Pa p>
Gabriel was fixing the neck of the pullover and glanced at Noah. “Yes, boy?” Amelie smiled softly as she helped him wear the long coat.
“Noah is going to miss you,” Amelie murmured, pressing a quick kiss to Gabriel’s cheek.
“Yeah,” Gabriel admitted, his expression softening as he looked at his son. As Amelie was done dressing him, he moved to the bed and lifted Noah carefully in his arms. The baby giggled in pure joy at the sudden elevation. Bringing him close, Gabriel showered kisses on Noah’s face, making him giggle even more.
“Take care of your mother behind me, okay?” Gabriel told Noah, who simply smiled back at him, babbling happily.
Amelie stood beside him and took Noah from him, settling him comfortably in her arms. “Say bye to your papa. He is going somewhere,” Amelie said, holding Noah’s left hand, gently teaching him how to wave.
Noah, who could only speak one word, did the wave with the other hand too, seemingly understanding the gravity of the moment. Gabriel’s hand quickly found Noah’s tiny head as he caressed it tenderly. He then leaned down to kiss Amelie. She shut her eyes, savoring the moment, and the two kissed deeply while Noah watched them, bringing his tiny hands to Amelie’s shoulder.
Gabriel pulled back first, though his thumb kept caressing her cheek, his gaze intense. “I will be back soon. Don’t go out and don’t meet anyone unknown. Ophelia may want to play tricks with you, knowing the fact that I’m not in the palace,” he muttered, his voice serious with warning.
“I won’t put myself in any situation that will burden you,” Amelie assured him, matching his earnestness.
Gabriel nodded and again looked at Noah. He kissed at the top of Noah’s forehead, waved at them and walked out of their sight shortly. The smile from Noah’s face had vanished as he saw his mother wasn’t smiling either. His tiny face moved to her chest. Amelie placed her hand to the back of his head, caressing it.
“May everything goes well, and he finds all the answers he seeks,” Amelie murmured.
Dominick went through the report that Evan presented to him after Evan spent one whole day on the investigation.
“I made the arrest of everyone who was said to be present on the higher floors. Though, only a few of them could be arrested,” Evan stated, indicating the scale of the escape.
“Hmm. It’s obvious they used other ways to leave the club, where no CCTVs were installed. What’s the club owner saying?” asked Dominick, lowering the file onto the table. The club was clearly a highly sophisticated front.
“That he doesn’t know anything. He swore on his life, saying he was kept to operate the first floor only. The higher floors are operated by someone he doesn’t even know about,” Evan explained, clearly skeptical of the owner’s story.
“Did His Highness go through the list of the people in whose houses slaves are reported? I think they should be summoned for questioning. You’ve already exposed yourself by raiding the club, so they must be preparing themselves to answer you,” he advised, stressing the urgency of acting before the elite conspirators could completely organize their defense.
“You’re right. Summon them,” Dominick ordered. “Also, why did you ask Jeniva for the help? You know that she busted her cover. She can no longer be here,” he muttered, concern etched on his face about the agent’s safety.
“Your Highness, the man who wanted to buy a slave isn’t found so far,” Evan stated, referring to the high-value target from the club. “I think they will come for Jeniva, that’s why I agreed for her help. Besides, she’s trained for such missions, so it’s not risky to take her help,” Evan asserted, defending his choice to leverage her expertise and use her as bait.
“Jeniva annoys me for some reason,” Dominick murmured, a flicker of internal conflict in his eyes.
The reason was linked to why he heard her voice that night. He knew a possible answer to this deep, inexplicable connection, but he didn’t wish to admit it, not after how his life had been irrevocably changed after getting betrayed by his mate. He desperately hoped what he had been thinking wasn’t true.
Evan smiled a little, sensing the prince’s discomfiture. “I found Jeniva is quite energetic. His Highness should ease down a little. Yeah, the lady speaks a lot, but she’s pure by heart as far as I could sense,” he remarked, standing up. He then bowed his head in reverence. As he turned to leave, Jeniva walked into the living room with a bright smile on her face.
“Evan! Hi! Your Highness, good morning,” Jeniva greeted both of them cheerily.
“Why are you here in the early morning?” Dominick inquired, irritated by her unexpected, buoyant presence.
“To give you a good news,” Jeniva replied, her smile only widening.
“And what is it?” Dominick questioned, crossing his arms.
“The buyer wants me. He sent his man early in the morning,” Jeniva replied, her voice dropping to a serious, informative tone. “Tonight, they will come for me and have asked me to be ready,” she informed them, delivering the crucial information. “So, you’ve to save me, Your Highness p>