Chapter 684 - That One Beautiful Day (pt. I)

"Your relative? You mean your aunt?" The assassin's tone dripped with a mocking edge, his words laced with scorn. "Wasn't it her executioner, the one who served the poisoned drinks to that unfortunate woman and her children, bearing the same symbol behind their ear?"

A flicker of irritation crossed Ryley's features at the mention. "Yeah, whatever."

"That symbol is mine. I invented it," the assassin disclosed, his demeanor growing more somber. "You will learn of its significance in due time."

Their conversation came to an abrupt pause as they reached a VIP ward. The assassin gestured for Ryley to open the door and step inside. "Don't take too long," he warned before stepping back, his lantern casting eerie shadows on the corridor.

The blond swallowed the sudden lump in his throat and followed the assassin's instructions, stepping into the ward.