"Are you sure this is going to work, husband?" Meala asked, her gaze filled with concern as she looked at Owen.
Owen nodded in response, his expression resolute. "Yes, I'm sure of it. Don't worry," he reassured her.
After learning that their daughters had escaped to fulfill the promises they had made to the foreigner, he had devised a plan to ensure their safety and that of their clan.
However, his wife remained troubled by the decision he had made, fearing it was a precarious choice that could determine the fate of both their clan and their children.
If there were any other viable options, he would gladly have chosen them. But, as it stood, there were no alternatives.
Damn it!
If it weren't for that foolish Garnet, he wouldn't have been forced into this agonizing decision between his children and his clan.
Now, he had no option but to align with the individual who had dared to attempt the assassination of the Queen and her royal family.
