The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

The rabbit masked man spoke first, a hint of suspicion coloring his voice.noveldrama

Tell me, how do you want to make the deal? Hannah responded with calm authority, If you take me back to the Twilight Dimness, I can help you deal with your so-called master.

The fox masked man squinted, weighing the feasibility of her offer.

I helped you escape, and now youre proposing we go back? Why? Anyway, I wont hurt you, Hannah assured them.

If Im taken back by you, you can use me to eliminate your so-called master.

Am I right? Silence engulfed the space, the distant chirping of insects the only sound breaking the quiet.

The rabbit masked man and the fox masked man exchanged glances.

Finally, the fox masked man broke the silence.

Deal. But can you assure us this isnt some ploy to ensnare us? Hannah chuckled Lightly.

If youre the ones taking me back, what tricks could I possibly play? On the contrary, bringing me in could secure you the trust of your so-called master.

You stand to gain more than I do.

With this, the two men no longer hesitated.

Okay, but escaping again might not be so easy this time.

Hannah smiled.

Not necessarily.

As they reached an agreement, a gust of wind kicked up, swirling dust across the ground as if heralding an approaching storm.

In the Twilight Dimness, Bryson clenched his phone, feeling the weight of Hannahs decision.

Without her assistance, it was possible that his intricate plan might fail.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Peterson received a call from the rabbit masked man.

Master, weve caught Miss Moore.

Should we return her to the Twilight Dimness? The news of Hannahs capture dissolved the frustration that had been building in Peterson.

Lock her on A floor.

If she escapes this time, you know the consequences.

Yes, Master.

Ill have someone stationed outside her room on A floor immediately. She wont leave the room before you arrive.

After hanging up, Peterson toyed with a finely crafted die in his hand, a cold smile curling his lips.

The game has just begun, Hannah.

Dont worry.

As he spoke, an invisible net seemed to enshroud the Twilight Dimness once again.

Every individual moved like a chess piece, quietly shifting positions on the board of destiny.

In the center of the Twilight Dimness, in Brysons room, the screen displayed surveillance footage and every movement within the complex.

His eyes, filled with resolve and calm, silently calculated each move.

Hannah, you must be safe this time, Bryson murmured, his fingers absentmindedly tracing the bracelet on his wrist-a token left by Hannah and his motivation to persevere.