Chapter 657 The Sleeping Beauty (Part Two)


    "So, how does it feel, lying in the bed with the pretty woman?" A voice came from out of the blue.


    Sitting up, Francis asked instead, "How is it going?"


    "Some of Felix''s men have decided not to join us. But the rest are still thinking about it. I''m pretty sure


    that it''s just a matter of time before they join us. On the other hand, I just don''t understand why you


    acted so boldly today. You even got yourself sick just so you could be with that woman for a while,"


    Jason teased. "You even asked me to keep Zack from leaving the pce. Aren''t you worried at all that


    Matthew might get suspicious?"


    "That man has never trusted me anyway," Francis replied slowly. "It won''t make that much of a


    difference. He might just be more careful around me next time."


    "Felix had an argument with his wife and thetter fell to the ground by ident. She ended up losing


    her baby," Jason said indifferently, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "They are like enemies now.


    They''ll quarrel and fight once seeing each other," he continued.


    "We can''t let them die so easily. Otherwise, we can''t have more fun from their misery," Francis


    remarked. He coughed after saying that. It seemed that he was feeling under the weather.


    "Please take good care of yourself. Stop treating yourself like this; do you understand?" Jason asked,


    his face turning into a frown.


    With a bitter smile on his face, Francis said, "Jason, now that you have met her, what do you think?"


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    "Strange." Jason summarized his impression of her in one word. She felt like a total stranger to him


    now, so much so that it was like he never even knew her at all. The feeling was much too different from


    what it was in the past. "She looks like a totally different person to me," he added.


    "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that she isn''t the woman you knew before?"


    "It was said that some people suspected her identity back when she was still living in the Chu n''s


    mansion, but it had already been proven that she was indeed the real Harper. But I just don''t


    understand how a person could change so much." Jason was so confused. "And I have no idea what


    she''s thinking at all. If possible, I think it would be better for you to stay away from her."


    "I can''t do that," Francis eximed at once.


    "You have to try to stay away from her whether you like it or not. Rarely do I think that someone is


    dangerous, but I think she is. She gives me the same kind of feeling that Matthew does. Matthew is


    cold, while she is gentle. But neither of them will be at other''s disposal. I can tell that Matthew loves her


    so much. I don''t think she is just an ordinary woman. We don''t really know her that well."


    "That''s your junior sister apprentice you''re talking about. Aren''t you getting chills from how cold you are


    being?"


    "I''m the one who is actually chilled by her coldness. Okay?" Casting Francis a nce, Jason pointed


    out, "That woman doesn''t seem to know me at all. She even told me that she has left all her past


    memories behind. Her new life began from the unfair execution. I don''t even know what she meant by


    that."


    "The unfair execution?" Francis echoed. Francis understood right away. Harper had almost been


    executed because of the death of Maxwell''s only son. Our father wanted to kill her to quell Maxwell''s


    anger. In fact, they made a deal back then. Murdering Maxwell''s only son was a perfect excuse for


    Harper''s execution.


    Everyone believed that was going to be the end of her. No one would have expected that she would


    ask for Matthew''s help. As the official in charge of the execution, Matthew showed a rare act of


    kindness. But was it true that he helped Harper just out of the goodness of his heart? Or was it some


    kind of plot?


    Francis couldn''t help but frown as these thoughts ran through his mind. For years now, he had closely


    followed and analyzed the political situation. On one hand, their father seemed to want to support Felix,


    while on the other hand, he had been offering opportunities for the princes topete with him. Back


    then, Francis was under the assumption that their father merely wanted to make Felix a better heir to


    the throne through the challenges from the other princes.


    Butter on, he came to realize that their father''s aim wasn''t to mold Felix into a better sessor.


    Instead, he was doing all of those things to suppress him. Their father didn''t even give the military


    power to Felix. Even though he was the legal heir to the throne, it simply put him in a passive position.


    "Jason, do you have any idea what our father is thinking?" Francis asked, feeling quite curious.


    "Who knows what the old man is thinking? All I know is that the situation right now is definitely not


    good!" Although Jason hadn''t been in the imperial capital for years, he knew about their father''s temper


    so well. "He is heartless and cruel. He would even kill a son without batting an eye to keep his throne,"


    Jason blurted out.


    "He will never let the Bright Dynasty fall while it is under his rule," Francis added in a low voice


    momentster. "No matter how heartless and stupid he may be, he will never allow the Bright Dynasty


    to be buried in history. However, I just don''t know who he''s going to choose to be the true heir."


    "The heir?" Jason burst outughing. "Felix is already screwed. Walden has been relegated to a civilian


    and he has banished to the bordend. Hoffman was relegated to a civilian and is being kept


    imprisoned in the Repenting Tower. As for Lucas, he has never really been taken seriously by our


    father. And Wale is still too young. Taking those things into consideration, who do you think is going to


    inherit this brilliant throne?"


    "Jason, you seem to be forgetting someone." Francis stood up and walked up to the window. Looking


    outside, he said in a cold voice, "Matthew!"


    "Out of everyone, the old bastard hates him the most, doesn''t he? How could it be possible that he


    would hand over the throne to him? He would rather destroy the throne than give it to him!" Jason


    firmly believed. "It''s impossible for the old man to choose him to be the heir."


    "That leaves just one other option. Lucas," Francis said. Although there was a gentle smile on Francis''


    face, he looked sinister and ruthless at that moment. Anyone who saw that smile would feel chills down


    their spines.