CHAPTER 840: CHAPTER 840: SHE RAN STRAIGHT INTO HIS ARMS

The Merfolk Clan princess has always known Serena Sterling’s capability. This lady from Alani exhibits wisdom like Wesley. Every step she takes is incredibly cautious. Today initially seemed like a dead-end, but Serena Sterling forcibly carved out a path for survival.

"Chase her! Hurry and chase! Relay my orders, immediately block the city gates, and bring Serena Sterling back to me!" Titus Ashworth roared angrily.

The Merfolk Clan princess understood that Titus Ashworth was panicking, scared. She quickly said, "Lord Titus, you must realize now, it wasn’t me who stabbed you, but Serena Sterling. This was her chain of tactics. We shouldn’t have internal conflicts but should focus our efforts on eliminating Serena Sterling and Alani first."

Titus Ashworth’s gaze landed on the Merfolk Clan princess, suddenly breaking out into an ominous laugh, "Serena Sterling mentioned something earlier."

"What did she say?"

"She said if Alani and Westria disappear together, then the Merfolk Clan will reign supreme."

The Merfolk Clan princess’s expression drastically changed; Serena Sterling said such words, Titus Ashworth was inherently suspicious, and Serena was attacking his mind.

This statement had already ignited a spark in Titus Ashworth’s heart, which would grow wildly in the future.

"Lord Titus, what... do you want to do now?"

"Between Westria, Alani, and the Merfolk, our Westria holds the strongest power. I hereby formally dissolve the alliance with you. On one hand, we will search for Serena Sterling throughout, and on the other hand, detain you. This way, Alani and the Merfolk will be under my control, hahaha." Titus Ashworth felt exceedingly clever, and he couldn’t help but admire himself.

The entire heart of the Merfolk Clan princess sank; she knew Serena’s divide strategy had succeeded. How despicable!

...

Beside the Willow River.

At this moment, there stood a delicate silhouette under the willow tree—Serena Sterling!

Serena Sterling stood quietly by the riverbank, a boat in the river, Cherie stood at the bow, waving, "Goodbye, Princess."

The gentle breeze stirred the gauzy curtains in the cabin, revealing five people laying quietly inside, including an elderly lady and four women. They lay there peacefully, dressed in clean clothes, as if merely asleep.

The boat had come to take them home, back to Alani.

Serena’s clear eyes leaked a hint of melancholy, and she softly said, "Let’s go."

"Princess, when will you return? You should come with us. Titus Ashworth has blocked the entire city, staying here is dangerous," Cherie persuaded.

Serena shook her head, "I know it’s dangerous here now, that’s why you must leave Westria entirely. I will stay alone; I still have some matters to settle. Once it’s done, I will return immediately."

"But Princess, you alone here..." Cherie protested.

Serena raised her hand slightly, interrupting Cherie’s concern, "Cherie, go on, take the elder lady and the four women home."

Cherie could only nod, "Goodbye, Princess."

The boat quickly disappeared into the river.

Serena Sterling stood quietly by the riverbank for a while, then she turned, and in the next second, a distinctly noble silhouette came into her field of view.

Zane Crawford.

Today, Zane Crawford wore a black cape; the black color accentuated his handsome, jade-like appearance. Zane’s aura has always been clean, naturally carrying the elegance of a noble young man. She wondered when he had been standing there, quietly observing her, waiting for her.

Serena paused, "Zane, why are you here? Didn’t I say after entering the Xuanwu Gate we’d part ways? I was worried about putting you in danger."

Zane Crawford’s bright black eyes gazed at her, his voice soft, "It’s okay. I have my people here. We can move freely."

At this moment, the leader of the Xuanwu Gate ran over courteously, "Doctor Zane, I’ll lead you away."

"Alright."

Serena followed Zane Crawford away, and with the leader of the Xuanwu Gate guiding them, their path was indeed unimpeded.

Serena thought to herself, perhaps Titus Ashworth never dreamed that while he was blocking the entire city, she was striding grandly down the very thoroughfare of the Xuanwu Gate.

"Zane, how do you know the leader of the Xuanwu Gate?" Serena asked curiously.

"I once saved the leader’s wife, so he’s somewhat grateful to me," Zane Crawford replied.

Serena could see clearly, the leader of the Xuanwu Gate held not only gratitude for Zane Crawford but also admiration and devotion. Otherwise, he wouldn’t risk such danger to escort them out.

As a physician, the knife he wielded was actually the most formidable weapon in the world.

Over the years, he seemed to have acquainted many people.

Serena’s clear eyes fell on Zane Crawford’s handsome face, watching intently.

Zane Crawford glanced sideways, seeing her tilt her small head, a pair of clear eyes hanging on his face, he couldn’t help but smile, his gaze full of soft affection, "What are you looking at?" "Zane, I feel... you’ve changed a lot over the years, but... I can’t pinpoint exactly how you’ve changed. It should be... you’ve become stronger."

Serena pondered for a moment and finally used the term "strong."

Zane Crawford smiled, "Stronger, isn’t that a good thing?"

To become stronger was the only way to protect those whom he wished to protect.

Serena blinked her eyes lightly, "Becoming stronger is undoubtedly good, but Zane, you’re different from us. We are bound by destiny, but you’re not. You can choose a happy and free life."

Zane Crawford walked slowly, at this moment, he wished this path down the Xuanwu Gate would never end, and he and she could walk together like this forever.

She was gently whispering by his ear, her presence beside him was his happy and free life.

Suddenly, a disturbance erupted ahead, and the leader of the Xuanwu Gate quickly said, "Doctor Zane, don’t be concerned, these people are posting the royal bulletin. Lord Titus has already chosen his successor, and that person is Harrison."

What?

Serena’s steps suddenly halted.

The leader continued, "Lord Titus plans to pass on his position to Harrison, who will soon inherit the Lord’s position and become the master of Westria."

--A daily story of Zane with Isabelle--

After work, Jude Crawford took his secretary Riley Sutton down via the exclusive VIP elevator for CEOs. As soon as they reached the lobby, he saw a group of young, beautiful girls walk in from outside.

"CEO, they’re here to participate in the design competition," Riley Sutton whispered.

Participants?

Jude Crawford suddenly recalled seeing the name Isabelle Willow on the list.

He raised his gaze, his deep, narrow eyes casually scanning over the faces of those girls, but he didn’t spot the person.

She... seemed not to have come.

Jude Crawford quickly furrowed his brows because he didn’t understand what he was doing; he actually started searching for that silhouette amidst the crowd.

What was wrong with him?

Jude Crawford felt inexplicably vexed, and he walked away briskly, but as soon as he stepped outside, a hurried figure ran over and directly collided into his embrace.

"Ah!"