Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 492

"Fifth Master, are you serious? My grandfather really isn't dead? Where is he now?"

Stella was hit with a wave of ecstatic disbelief, firing off three questions in rapid succession.

Fenton's tone grew heavy. "It's true. But it was total chaos back then. When I rescued him, Tiger's men were hunting us down from all sides.

I had no choice but to hide him in a sugarcane field while I drew them off. By the time I finally lost them and circled back to find him...

I got caught in an armed conflict between local factions. I had to take cover. When the crossfire finally stopped and I made it back to that sugarcane field, he was gone.

I can't say for sure if he's dead or alive. He was severely injured, and we were in North Myanor. Anything could have happened."

Instead of being discouraged, Stella's eyes hardened with resolve. "As long as there's a sliver of hope, I won't stop looking for him."

She had fully accepted that he was dead. Now, her mentor was telling her there was a chance he survived. She was overwhelmed with relief.

It was the best news she had heard since stepping foot in this hellscape.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner? And why haven't you been answering my messages?"

Fenton let out a long sigh. "I was on an expedition in Antarctica. Zero cell reception. I was down there for almost a year.

I didn't tell you about your grandfather because I didn't want you doing something stupid and reckless. I honestly didn't know if he was dead or alive. But I never imagined you'd actually dare to break into this place alone. Do you have a death wish?!"

Stella shook his arm playfully. "I just wanted to find him. You know that.

Fenton sounded furious, but the deep concern in his eyes was impossible to hide.

She was his pride and joy, the brilliant student he used to take everywhere with him.

He left her alone for one trip to Antarctica, and not only did she go and get married, but she also threw herself into the deadliest border region on earth. She had entirely too much nerve.

And what exactly was this new husband of hers doing? Letting her walk into a warzone alone? Useless. Completely useless. The second they got back, he was going to make her file for divorce!

"Don't be mad. I'm perfectly fine, see? Not a scratch. Are you planning to leave with us in seven days, or do you have other plans?"

Fenton huffed. "I'm staying right here to keep an eye on you, obviously. I came all the way out here just for you. If your Second Master found out you were in a dump like this, he'd kill you himself."