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I trust Kyler, but I don’t trust him enough to discuss such a topic in front of him. “Of course, my king, I’ll be in the lobby,” Kyler says, walking toward the door. “Thank you,” I say before he walks out. “How is Anastasia doing?” Ekaterina asks as I take a seat on the chair beside her bed. “The same.” “Hopefully, she will wake up soon.” “I’m hoping. I came to talk to you about Ava.” “I know what you’re thinking. How is she alive?” “Yes, and how will we make her break the curse?”

He sighed then placed a kiss on my cheek. “I thought so as well at first but Anastasia is not that kind of person. The doctor said he can't help her situation because he doesn't know what's wrong with her. If you don't know, Anastasia is a witch and is going through the aftermath of becoming Queen of witches. She hasn't woken up yet but her pulse isn't as weak as before. You'll go back home with Sebastian to rest while I stay here with her, okay?" I frowned. “But…"

His veins popped as he spoke, and his eyes darkened, indicating his anger. “Oh, Jacob. No one would have believed me a year ago. Who would believe a poor and powerless girl? No one would.” Anna replied, and her eyes suddenly lit up. “But, I am no longer that poor and powerless girl, Jacob. I am now Anastasia Reyes, wife to the richest man in Australia. Who wouldn’t believe me now?” She laughed at the terrified look on Jacob’s face when he realized she was right. “Does this mean that Tristian knows?” He asked, and Anna shook her head.

Alex announced, sobering me up instantly. “And he’s been confined in the hospital for two days now. Here’s the kicker—Agent C saved them. That means Anastasia Clinton is back in service as an assassin for the government,” he added, which instantly worried me. Yes, I’ve long known that Anastasia was part of a secret organization called Dark Moon, which my friends and I also lead. But I never let on that I knew her secret. Hearing this, I suddenly stood up. “No! I don’t want her returning to her role as an assassin under our leadership,” I said to myself. I quickly grabbed my phone and called my father. After a few rings, he answered.

CHAPTER 59 IN those times Anastashia could not wait to take many steps again. She doesn't want to immediately stop her plans to prevent people from blowing up. Anastasia is in bed now. She was staring at the ceiling. She wondered if all the people in that building were dead. All she wants is the death of powerful people in the secret world. "How many of them are alive?" she just asked herself. At that time, she also thought that there might be many lives in the explosion she did.

“No, Aña. Your bag will be handed back to you only if you obey and stop resisting.” My back straightened and with a face twisted in disgust, I shot back. “You sick fuck. I need to let my people know that I'm safe. I have people that would be worried sick.” “Liam?” His sneer froze me like ice. “He isn’t worried, Anastasia. You mean nothing to him now.” “Oh God. Did you… kill him?” He raised a condescending brow. “You watch too much American television. He’s alive and well—for now. By the way, you'll never see him again.”

she said quickly, motioning for me to follow her. I blinked at her, wondering if this was a trick she and Anastasia planned to force me to see her. Whatever it was, it wouldn’t work. “Why are you still sitting? Let’s hurry!” she said loudly when I didn’t move. “Madam, I don’t have time for your games. Leave this company now,” I said coldly. They really thought their tricks would work. “Anastasia is in a critical condition at the hospital!” she cried out, shocked that I wasn’t reacting.

Draven said, really curious to know what had gotten her so ticked off. Anastasia still holding the door and standing inside her room with Draven standing outside in the corridor looked directly into Draven’s eyes and asked, “Did you know my mother is still alive?” Anastasia’s sudden question threw Draven off guard because this was a question he wasn't expecting or even ready for. He tried to speak but nothing but no words seemed to be able to form in his mouth. Guilt washed over his face and Anastasia gave him a bittered smile as she nodded her head and banged the door on Draven’s face.

she said, and there was something almost philosophical about her tone. After she left, I remained alone in the conference room. Three weeks my wife had been missing. Three weeks of searching that had turned up nothing. Three weeks of my family playing power games while the woman I loved suffered God knows where. But something bothered me about Anastasia's reaction. She'd seemed almost... pleased by the chaos. Happy about Dmitri's promotion. Satisfied with the division in the family. My phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number. "She's alive but not for long. A villa in the woods holds many secrets. Trust no one close to you."

"Want to be safe? What does that mean?" *** Anastasia strode in, wearing large black glasses that covered nearly half of her face. The elegant black dress that clung to her body made her presence even more striking. Her high heels clomped on the marble floor as she walked toward the front door of Athena Records. A crowd of paparazzi waited around the building, camera flashes swarming her as soon as she appeared. “Anastasia! Anastasia!” one of them shouted. "Is it true that you were caught kissing Leon in the hotel room? Is that photo real?”