Chapter 3

A swarm of bodyguards in black poured out, came straight at me, and pinned down the two men dragging me.

The middle-aged man seemed to be the leader. He bowed low to me and respectfully showed me into the car.

"Charles!" Chloe called out.

Charles's hand stilled on the door. He turned to find Chloe frozen in shock.

Chloe flinched. Ever since she was little, Charles's severe presence had frightened her.

At home, she was a princess, and in Crestfield, she was untouchable. People fell over themselves to please her.

But Charles, her father's right-hand man, never did.

It was…