'I only wiped out his memory for the day and sent him back to the morning. For the rest of the world, he was at the meeting, but he thinks he just woke up. No one would believe him, but I feel Godfrey might not outright kill him.' Sebastian muttered to himself while he sat on a prison bed.
His lips curled up a bit. 'The true aim was to sow a seed of doubt, and I'm hundred percent certain it worked. None of them knows who's the clone or if there's any.'
He smiled but frowned in the next second.
'However… there's this odd feeling within me. Could it be that there's something that has eluded me?'
***
The door to the living room in the Pendragon Mansion was opened by a butler, and Godfrey stepped in.
Christine and Arthur had sharper expressions when Snow came in after him.
"Were you able to do anything about my daughter?" Christine asked. She didn't know who stabbed Isolde, but nothing they did could close the wound.
