“Your Majesty, we’ve just received a call from the traffic police reporting that Prince Aaron lost control of his car while speeding and fell off a cliff. We’re unsure if he survived,” Sybil said in between sobs over the phone.
“Send more people to search for him. I don’t care if he’s alive or dead; I want him back,” instructed Dylan as he tried to hold himself together.
The torrent of grief overwhelmed him, laying him to waste. He had never expected that something so tragic would happen.
Fallen off a cliff? Is there even hope for him to come out alive? Had I known that he would not be able to accept Arielle as his stepsister, I would have sealed my lips forever and brought the secret with me to my grave.
“Dad, what’s going on?” Vinson overheard his conversation and approached him at once.
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