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Seven months pregnant, I accidentally fell into the sea while sitting on a yacht, causing my water to break prematurely.
Zoran leaped into the water without hesitation to rescue me.
However, unexpectedly, the yacht entered the open sea and experienced violent turbulence. The baby died shortly after being born.
I fainted on the spot, and in the middle of the night, I heard the cry of an infant outside my door.
Following the sound, I saw Zoran and the doctor looking at me in terror. He tentatively called out to me, but I didn't respond.
Zoran immediately breathed a sigh of relief, mistakenly believing I was having an episode.
"It's alright, Serenity's sleepwalking again. She's had this problem for years, it happens often."
"You scared me to death. I thought Serenity came out because she heard the crying in the video. But you're really heartless, aren't you? After all, she's your own daughter. Don't you feel bad about feeding her to the fish?"
"I promised Primrose I would only have children with her. I've already broken my word by letting Serenity get pregnant. How could I make things worse?"
"Only Primrose's children are fit to be heirs to the Harrington Family."
So, it was all my wishful thinking. My happiness was nothing but a bubble, bursting at the slightest touch.
If that's how it is, what reason do I have to stay?

Love and Hate Cut to the Bone, With Nowhere to Turn

Zoran lost his balance and fell into the chair, nearly toppling over.


"Mr. Knightley, are you sure you're not mistaken? When did this happen? Why wasn't I informed?"


"Mr. Knightley, find out where the Serenity package's cruise ship is headed! Quickly!"


"Well... The Serenity package is for a confidential cruise. To access the itinerary, we'd need to hack into headquarters' system. Keeping client itineraries private is protocol."


It's worth noting that Zoran took over the Harrington family at 18, known for his ruthless and iron-fisted approach. No one had ever seen Zoran so flustered before.


"Mr. Knightley, your family and the Harringtons go way back. Consider this a nephew's plea. If you don't help me, I'll find a way to hack into the Knightley family's system myself, though I'd rather not. I hope you'll assist me."


This was hardly a request; it was clearly a threat.


Mr. Knightley could only nod reluctantly.


Chapter 8