Sylvara's Rebirth A New Dawn for Abel novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302 Thrown Into Trouble

#Finished

Blake’s loud, reckless shouting snapped Sylvara back to er senses. She noticed the aides standing behind her bargain-bin husband. Their faces had turned dark with anger, but they refused to back off. Those men even rolled up their sleeves, ready to fight.

Sylvara was just about to tell Blake to stop messing around. If their disguise failed now, Agares would finish both of them.

But Blake charged straight down the road of chaos without slowing. She yanked Sylvara’s arm free and shoved her forward, pushing her straight toward Agares At the same time, she shouted at Auren, “Come on. Get on stage and duel me.”

Sylvara was caught completely off guard. Her body tipped forward, and she landed right on Agares’s lap.

Auren’s face changed instantly. “Com-”

Bang!

Agares shot to his feet, startled. Sylvara, who had fallen onto his lap, was pushed away and sent crashing to the floor. Her long, slim, pale legs were exposed.

Her backside hit hard. Pain shot up her spine. Dazed, Sylvara looked up at Agares. He stood tall and cold, his presence sharp and distant, like he wanted no one near him.

From the moment Blake shoved her onto his lap to the moment she was thrown off, less than five seconds had passed. Her bargain-bin husband had pushed her away as if she were carrying some deadly disease.

This was unbelievable.

Blake lowered her eyes. She truly couldn’t bear to watch

She had given Sweetheart such a perfect chance to flirt with her husband. Instead of taking advantage, Sweetheart got tossed onto the floor. No win at all. Painful to watch.

Agares lowered his eyes and looked at the masked girl sitting on the ground. After a moment, he spoke. His voice was low, hoarse, and cold. “Miss, self-respect matters. Some people are not worth it. Why degrade yourself for them?”

Wait.

That line sounded way too familiar.

Wasn’t this the kind of thing people said when trying to talk a fallen girl into turning her life around?

Did her bargain-bin husband just mistake her for one?

Was he telling her to ditch Blake and come back to the right path?

Sylvara recovered in less than a second. She dropped her head, acting skills fully activated. She lunged forward and hugged Agares’s lower leg. Her voice dropped low, trembling with fake sobs. “I don’t want to live like this,” she cried softly. “But I owe him money. If don’t stay with him, he’ll sell me.”

Sylvara’s sudden dramatic performance stunned Blake.

Sweetheart had completely gone off script.

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Chapter 302 Thrown into Trouble

This move was impressive.

Auren stood there, stunned.

What was happening?

Someone was trafficking a person right in front of their Commander?

Did they have a death wish?

**Finished

Agares felt something soft touch his leg. He frowned, shifted his leg away, and stepped to the side.

His cold eyes locked onto Blake, who stood opposite him with a scruffy beard and wild hair. His voice was merciless. “Even on Cryo Planet, under joint governance, human trafficking is illegal. He has no right to sell

you.

“You don’t have merfolk traits, and you’re not beastkin. You’re a citizen of the Troya Empire. Under the Troya Empire Civil Lending Law, Article 26, illegal high interest loans are prohibited. Violators are punished under Imperial Law Article 28. The penalty is up to three years in prison or detention. All illegal high-interest debts he issued are void.

“That means if the money you ‘owe’ him came from illegal lending, you don’t have to repay it. He, however, has violated Imperial Law and will face heavy fines and detention.”

Sylvara sat on the cold floor, legs still uncovered.

So the bargain-bin husband was slapping a bastard with Imperial Law?

A full-scale showdown, tearing on their own people.

The young people always excel over those from the older generation.

But would the bastard be willing to lie there quietly and die on that beach?

Of course not.

Blake snapped back to her senses. With zero manners, she grabbed Sylvara, who was still sitting on the floor with her legs exposed, and hauled her straight into her arms, locking her there. “Damn it,” Blake barked roughly. “Hey, handsome, what nonsense are you spouting? I can’t understand a word. This is the sweetheart I raised myself. Who do you think you are, sticking your nose in and speaking for her?”

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