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Brenda's POV:

A tall man appeared in my view.

The four she-wolves who had been beating me up suddenly froze, and their faces went deathly pale.

"Mr...Taylor," one of them called out.

"Fuck off!"

Prince Thomas said coldly.

The four she-wolves didn't have to be told twice; they bolted away from the scene immediately.

At this moment, my head was heavy, and I was hanging onto the last shred of consciousness.

When II looked up at Prince Thomas, who stood there with a noble aura, I felt as if I found a glimmer of hope.

"Get up."

Prince Thomas stretched out his hand to me.

I struggled to raise my wrist and slowly approached his hand with my fingertips.

At this moment, he was like an angel sent from heaven to save me.

**

Thoma's POV:

Brenda didn't look well.

After the trials, I wanted to escort her back in person, but I knew that it would draw too much attention.

So after taking a look at her, I left the competition venue.

But on the way back to my reside