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Ready to Rule: The Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 1290

When Damien first arrived at Mount Gemspire, his main job was to keep the Vision Rejuvenation Grass safe. He’d dug through every scrap of information he could find, memorizing everything from how the plant looked as a seedling to what it was like in full bloom. He knew it all by heart.

Damien burst out, “This… this really looks like a new Vision Rejuvenation Grass sprout.”

Damien had led his guys all over the mountain, searching every inch, and they’d come up empty every time. And now, out of nowhere, a brand new sprout had appeared. It felt unreal, like a miracle.

Everyone crowded closer, staring at the tiny green shoot. There was a buzz of excitement, people muttering in disbelief. Someone even rubbed their eyes, half convinced they were seeing things.

Connor’s eyes started to sting. That heavy, hopeless feeling he’d been carrying was suddenly swept away by a rush of hope. He reached out to touch the little sprout, but stopped himself just in time. He was terrified that even the gentlest touch would ruin this rare miracle.

“Keep guards here. No one leaves this place, not even for a second,” Connor said, his voice low and serious. There was a new light in his eyes. “From now on, this is the most important thing we have.”

Damien nodded right away and got people stationed around the spot. Connor just couldn’t bring himself to leave. He stood there quietly, watching over the fragile sprout. It was as if he believed that looking away, even for a moment, might make the miracle disappear.

As evening settled in, the mountain mist grew thicker. The little sprout looked so small and delicate in the darkness, but somehow it radiated a quiet, stubborn sort of life. Connor watched over it, silently praying. He hoped this time he could hang on to this tiny sliver of hope, that maybe—just maybe—he could bring back some light for her.

Lydia had no idea how long she’d been sitting by the window. It felt like forever, and the sky was already dark. Still, Connor hadn’t come back.

“What time is it?” she asked quietly.

One of the bodyguards, who’d been keeping close watch, answered right away. “Eight o’clock, Miss Norwood.”

“He’s still not back?” Lydia asked.

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