Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

"There are too many people involved in this matter. I can't tell you all the truths one by one. If it wasn't for sspecific purpose, do you think Walsh would even approach Ivy?" Julian sneered.

"My sister isn't as bad as you make her out to be!" Zachary protested angrily. From Julian's perspective, Walsh was nothing special, and Ivy was equally worthless.

"Oh? Then tell me, what exactly is so great about your sister? Is it her looks? Her abilities? Or herworth in the billions?" Julian's sharp questions left Zachary utterly speechless.

With a cold chuckle, Julian added, "If she has none of those things, then tell me-does she possess a kind heart or a gentle nature? Even these basic virtues are absent in her. To me, she's nothing but a vain, insidious, and cruel woman! She lacks even the slightest trace of humanity and will do anything to achieve her goals. Lettell you, Walsh wouldn't like her, and neither would any other man!" "You..." Zachary trembled with rage. "My sister isn't as terrible as you claim. You're the ones who've been disrupting our peaceful lives. After we were driven out of the Montgomery family, everyone outside called us shameless, but it's not like we could choose our origins! "My sister fell from the position of a noble daughter to that of an illegitimate child. Do you have any idea how hard that was for her? How many jobs she had to try before she found one she could keep? To you, she may not be a good person, but for our family, she has sacrificed so much. She's not as worthless as you think." When Genevieve was in trouble, Ivy begged for help everywhere. When Zachary was held hostage by gamblers, Ivy ran around trying to save him on her own. Whatever Walsh's intentions, at least he had saved her.

"Enough. If you're here for Ivy, I don't have the tto waste on this useless talk," Julian said coldly, clearly intent on ending the conversation.

To others, Ivy might be an angel, but to him, she was nothing more than a disgusting parasite-a maggot that clung to its host, shadowing him everywhere.

"No, Mr. Barnet," Genevieve interjected quickly, steering the topic back to its focus. "We chere to discuss the incident where they fell into the sea. There are sdetails I need to clarify with you." "Go ahead. Say everything at once and get it over with," Julian replied impatiently.

"It's like this. We saw the news. You're searching for Aurora, and we're also looking for Ivy. I thought that with your resources and information, if we shared what we know, it might make it easier for both of us to find them." Genevieve carefully chose the word "searching" instead of something like "retrieving," maintaining a sliver of hope. As a woman, she might have been a failure, but as a mother, she was unquestionably devoted.

Julian's sharp instincts picked up on something. "What do you mean by that?" "Has Aurora sent you any word to let you know she's safe?" Genevieve asked.

"Has Ivy contacted you?" For sreason, Julian's heart began to race. His emotions, which had been as still as a stagnant pool, were suddenly stirred by Genevieve's words.

"The morning after she fell into the water, she called me," Genevieve explained. "She said she was going on a boat trip and that there wouldn't be any signal at sea, so I shouldn't worry. She even senta photo to reassure me.

"She toldnot to believe any news reports, no matter what I heard. At the time, I didn't know what she meant. It wasn't until later that I understood-there were reports of her falling into the sea and possibly drowning. Thank goodness she gavethat call beforehand, or I would have worried myself to death." "She's alive? How did she let you know she was safe? Tell me!" Julian's cold demeanor shattered, his face flushing with excitement.

Genevieve had assumed Aurora would have done the sthing Ivy did-contacting Julian to let them know she was safe. If Ivy was unharmed, Aurora was likely with her.

"She calledthe morning after she fell into the water. I thought it was strange at the time. She even senta photo to prove she was fine." If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Givethe photo and the phone number she used to call you!" Julian demanded, his voice trembling with newfound hope. Despite his hatred for Ivy, in this moment, he felt an unexpected surge of joy because of her.

Under Julian's intense gaze, Genevieve reluctantly handed over her phone. "Here, take a look." Julian examined the call log. The call had lasted only a few seconds, and the number was clearly not local.

"Where was she when she called you? Tellher exact words, word for word!" Julian pressed further, his instincts telling him this phone number could be the key to finding Aurora.

Genevieve, seeing his urgency, repeated her conversation with Ivy exactly as she remembered it.

"That's all she said?" "Yes, that's all. But I have so many questions. You've helpedanswer sof them, but there's still so much I don't know. For example, what's Ivy's current situation? "She didn't sound nervous when we spoke-her tone was calm, just like usual. That suggests her life isn't in immediate danger. But if that's the case, why didn't she tellmore? "At first, I thought she might have killed Aurora and was hiding to avoid your retaliation. But she had already prepared her visa in advance. If that were the case, she could have just gone home, grabbed her passport, and flown to New York. Why go through all this trouble?

"Then I wondered if she'd been kidnapped and couldn't reveal anything. But if she were kidnapped, wouldn't the kidnappers have contacted us for ransom by now? I have so many unanswered questions, and that's why I cto you-to see if you have any information."

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagenym waiting for you! "Aurora hasn't contacted me, but I can only hope she's with Ivy. If Ivy, with her many sins, was spared, then surely Aurora, with her kind heart, will be safe as well. Where's the photo?" Julian asked, clinging to this fragile hope. "Here." Julian studied the selfie Ivy had sent. She looked pale and worn, and her outfit was uncharacteristically plain.

"This isn't the kind of clothing she usually wears, is it?" "My sister would never wear something so unfashionable," Zachary interjected.

"Alright. Sendthis photo immediately. I'll have someone analyze it and see if we can uncover any clues. And this phone number." "That number hasn't worked since she called me," Genevieve added.

"No matter. Even if it's disconnected, we might still be able to t able to trace it." For the first tin days, Julian's grim expression lightened. "Genevieve, I used to hate you-hate you for hurting Aurora. But this time, I truly want to thank you," Julian said sincerely.

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