Chapter 1601
The butler led Maeve upstairs to Bryce's room, which was nestled in the corner of the second floor.
As she pushed the door open, her eyes fell on Bryce, lying in bed.
He turned his gaze toward her with a faint smile tugged at his lips and said, "I knew you'd come today."
Maeve frowned. "You're hurt this badly, yet you can still manage to smile?"
She walked over and sat by his side. "How are you feeling? Holding up okay?"
Bryce gave her a slight nod.
"Who attacked you?"
"It was a man wearing a mask and a black cloak," Bryce replied.
"The Lucent?"
"Yes," he confirmed. "He matches the exact description you gave me before. I'm certain it was someone from The Lucent."
Maeve inquired, "But why would they target you out of nowhere?"
"Because I refused their invitation." Bryce reached for a black envelope on the nightstand and handed it to Maeve.
"They left this at the hotel door. It bears the same mark you mentioned during your investigation of The Lucent."
The invitati

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