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Chapter 652 The Door Was Locked
Chapter 652 The Door Was Locked
Lincoln got up and walked towards the door. He turned the knob, but the door wouldn’t be opened!
“It’s locked.”
Zayla froze, feeling even more sure that this was indeed her father. She tried a few times herself, confirming that the door was indeed locked.
She held up her phone and typed a message: [Guess you’ll have to sleep on the couch tonight.] Then she placed a pillow on the couch and fetched a blanket.
“Just bear with it for one night.” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!
She stared at him, clutching her phone in a resolute manner, signaling that he would not be sharing her bed tonight. “Sure.” He nodded. Zayla returned to her bed, pulling up the covers, turning her back on him. Lincoln lay on the couch, wrapped in the blanket she had given him, his head resting on the pillow she provided, all the while observing her delicate silhouette. The room was dim, with a faint lingering light. He thought, “Zayla, Iwas here for you and would never leave.”
Late into the night, in the Kovis.
Lincoln’s trickery and unexpected tactics were something that Jefferson and the others hadn’t anticipated. Everyone’s expression was grave, save for Robert, who was grinning.
“Typical Lincoln. I thought he wasn’t one to give in easily. Turns out, he was just waiting for this moment!” With a look from Jefferson, Robert’s grin froze on his face.
“Don’t look at me like that. I’m too old to offer Lincoln any strategic advice. Besides, does he even need anyone else’s strategy?
“Right now, your people in Harper, who wanted to use Zayla as a hostage at any time, have been thoroughly thwarted by your own son.
“The old wolf thought he could take on the young wolf, but he didn’t expect the young one to be even fiercer, appearing calm but dismantling every move.” Robert was spot on. Lincoln’s move didn’t leave any room for the royal family to retreat.
Everyone understood what was at stake with such a grand wedding. Whoever marries Helena would be the future successor.
And with the disappearance of the groom, Lincoln, Joe stepping in solved an immediate problem, but now… It’s unexplainable to the Murphy Family, and what’s worse was that everyone had already accepted that Joe would be the future successor.
What a mess now. How were they going to smooth this over? Jefferson never expected that Lincoln would go to such lengths for Zayla?
He considered his past actions, he’d never gone to such extremes, swearing off marriage for the sake of Lillie. He’d had many women and many children in his life.
He couldn’t be accused of being heartless, but he’d never committed to one woman for life.
Yet, in everyone’s eyes, his most unfeeling fourth son had surprisingly turned out to be the most passionate one. Soon, Joe, Helena, and the Murphy Family arrived.
Upon seeing Joe, Jefferson immediately questioned whether he had been coerced by Lincoln. Without any hesitation, Joe shook his head.
“So, you did this for the position? Joe, I didn’t expect you to be so ambitious.” Joe didn’t speak, implying his agreement.
Denying it would be a lie, but more than the position, he did it for Lincoln. Yes, he had selfish motives, but they weren’t the entirety of his intentions.
“Kneel down!” Jefferson commanded, clutching his Blue Crystal, pointing angrily at Joe. Joe frowned, prepared to kneel but was held back by Helena.
“This isn’t fair,” she instantly protested. Jefferson looked at her, feeling a sense of guilt towards the Murphy Family. “Indeed, it’s not fair to you.”
Helena shook her head. “No, what I meant was you asking him to kneel… that’s not fair.”