“I won’t! I won’t do it again.” Alana wailed. “Please get someone to pick me up. I want to be treated at the Imperial Palace.”

“Wait a little longer!” Adam gritted his teeth. “You better start thinking about how you’re going to take revenge for what you suffered today when you return!”

“That goes without saying. I’m not just going to let this go. I’d rather die!”

“Good.” His voice was cold. “Send me the location!”

Alana then sent him her location.

She was back at the Imperial Palace an hour and a half later in Section G.

Adam called for a doctor to administer an IV in the room.

“Mr. Abel,” Alana started. “Abel already suspects you. I’ve been trying to keep you protected.”

“I know he’s already suspecting me.” The look in his eyes was grim. “That man isn’t an easy one to fool.”

“So what do we do? We’re not just going to sit around and wait for him to come to our doors, right?”

“We’ll just have to switch our target to Emmeline,” he said morosely. “Destroy her and Abel will break.”

“Sounds like a plan!”

Alana despised Emmeline. She was more than happy to agree to Adam’s plan to cause her harm.

“But how do we deal with Emmeline? Abel keeps her so well protected.”

“We’ll just have to make use of Grandad,” Adam said. “I always thought something about Emmeline’s identity was suspect.”

“What do you mean, Mr. Adam?” She frowned. “Does Emmeline have another identity?”

“She knows how to use needles as a secret weapon. She knows how to concoct an antidote for Vampire Dust. These are all traits of someone who comes from Adelmar.”

“Adelmar?” She was still confused. “I don’t understand.”

“Of course, you don’t. Grandad and the Adelmar family are sworn enemies. Grandad won’t want her around if she really is part of the Adelmars.”

“I remember something. Auntie Alondra said that Emmeline knew how to treat illnesses. Does that also have something to do with the Adelmar family?”

“…” Light flashed in his eyes. “There was also that drug she had Adrien feed to our mother…”

“What drug?” Alana was at a loss.

“My mother had a heart attack,” he explained. “Adrien got the medicine from Emmeline somehow. She got better after taking them.”

“Do you still have them?” Alana asked.

“There were five packets in total. We’re on the last one!”

He suddenly stood up. “I can’t allow my mother to keep taking them. Those will serve as proof!”

“But her health…”

“I don’t care anymore!” He grabbed his jacket and was out the door in an instant.

He got to Julianna’s ward within half an hour.

She was chatting with Adrien who was peeling an apple for her.

“Emmeline’s quite the magical woman.” Julianna smiled. “My health has improved so much.”

Adrien sighed. “It’s just a pity she isn’t my wife. It’d be a great fortune to have her as one of us.”

“Ah.” She sighed. “You’ve met a lot of women. Are there none like her?”

“I was wondering about that myself.” He sliced up the apple and fed the pieces to his mother. “No! I have to launch a countrywide search for a woman like her!”

Juliana nearly spit out the apple. She playfully flicked his forehead and laughed. “Of course, you’d come up with a terrible idea like that.”

“How is that a bad idea?”

He was entirely serious. “What’s wrong with me going out of my way to start a countrywide search for marriage? It would be so much easier for me to find someone that looks like Emmeline.”

“But even if you do find someone that looks like her, they’d be a different person, no?”

“What matters is the heart,” he said. “Anyone that looks like Em should be a good person.”

Her son’s words did make sense.

Anyone that resembled her would be a bombshell with a cunning look in her eyes.

Emmeline was different. Behind her sparkling eyes was purity.

The heart did matter the most here.

The door suddenly opened as the mother-son duo conversed with one another. The temperature seemed to drop as Adam entered the room.