Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 577

Chapter 577 The Act
*Selena*

Once again, disappointment washed over me like a tidal wave. It was the second time that day my hopes had been mercilessly dashed. Unsure whether Cassandra spoke the truth or wove a web of lies, one thing was unmistakable—her unwavering loyalty to Damon.

"Is there anyone else who can provide information about Arabella?" I queried, my desperation thinly veiled.

"I remain intrigued by the depths of your desperation, my Queen," Cassandra remarked, her lips curving into a smirk as she regarded me skeptically with her piercing gaze. "What compels you to unearth the past? Shouldn't you find solace in having the most powerful Vampire as your mate? Rest assured, whatever transpired in the bygone era holds no sway over your future. You and the king are destined for happiness, leaving the past firmly behind you."

"But I believe that the beginning of a new relationship should be based on truth, and hiding is equivalent to lying," I retorted firmly.

Her gaze softened momentarily before she replied, "I doubt it, as I don't know of anyone who is a thousand years old."

"But surely there must be some literature or records from ancient times, like that portrait," I countered, but she merely smiled before turning her back.

"The discovery of that portrait was merely a coincidence," she said as she disappeared into another room, but I sensed she was hiding information from me.

Now, how would I obtain the information I needed? She was my last hope. Regardless, I resolved to continue my search. Silently, I prayed to the Moon Goddess to show me a way. Time was running out.

"Excuse me, if I'm not mistaken, you are King Damon's mate?" One of the women working there trailed after me, her voice barely above a whisper, as I stepped out of the lair.

I nodded absentmindedly.

"I heard you want to know about the king's previous life," she continued, drawing my attention.

Now she had my full attention.

"Umm... yes! Do you know about it?" I asked, hope rising in my voice.

"No, Your Highness. I don't know about it, but I know someone who can help you with this," she replied.

"Tell me," I demanded eagerly.

"The king's uncle, who has been here since before the king was born," she disclosed.

Great! I hadn't expected my problem to be resolved so soon. Thank you, Moon Goddess!

"Do you know where the king's uncle resides?" I inquired desperately.

"Yes, and if you want, I can take you to him," she offered.

I smiled, nodding. I was now only a step away from the truth and my goal.

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*Avery*

From a distance, I watched as Austin trained with his instructor. Zander had appointed the best trainer for his son, but in my heart, I knew no one could shape Austin's skills better than Zander himself. As I observed Austin's movements, it was evident that he was a quick learner, grasping the intricacies of combat with remarkable ease.

Today, a royal bodyguard accompanied him. Typically, either Maddox or Blair would be by his side during training sessions, but both were absent. The absence of Maddox and Blair didn't concern me; rather, it presented the opportunity I had been waiting for.

As the training session concluded, Austin prepared to return home. With a cheerful smile, I made my way toward him, calling out his name.

"Austin!"

"Avery!" he exclaimed, looking in my direction as he halted in his tracks.

"Yes, little prince! So, you remember me?" I asked, amused.

"Of course. I don't forget so easily. My memory is photogenic," he replied with a proud grin. "I know you are my dad's friend."