Chapter 1662

Tessa stood before Bryce, looking disheveled and miserable. Bryce raised an eyebrow. "You were never part of my plan." He said, "Sneaking out of Laventon and coming all the way to Seathburn City—does The Father know? And now, you have the nerve to question me?" "You!" Tessa's glare could have burned a hole through Bryce, but the pain coursing through her body—like fire licking her skin—made her expression contort with barely contained agony. Bryce was completely unbothered. "Take Ms. Swanson back for treatment," he ordered his men. "But this is a mountain region. It'll take at least two hours to get back. I hope you can endure it, Ms. Swanson." With that, Bryce turned and signaled for his group to leave. As he walked away, he added, almost as an afterthought, "What a waste. That pretty face of yours got ruined just like that." Behind him, Tessa clenched her fists, so tightly her nails dug into her palms. … Meanwhile, Maeve was coughing violently in the ambulance. Another