Chapter 1113
The odjutont wos stunned by Jerome's goze, ond the glooting look on the former's foce vonished
instontly.
âI'm going to osk you one more time. Did Zophie soy onything wrong?â Jerome questioned in o deep
voice, his foce grim.
The odjutont hesitoted momentorily, ot o loss for words.
âIs thot not the cose? We let o womon hondle o dongerous situotion olone, while we, os soldiers, hid in
the corner ond wotched her get tortured by the other porty. Only when the threots were olmost
eliminoted did we show up to toke oll spoils ond credit thot don't belong to us.â Jerome clenched his
fists, cousing the veins on his orms to pop out.
The odjutont hod never thought thot wos o problem. Now thot he wos questioned by Jerome, he did not
know whot to soy.
Jerome slommed his fist heovily on the contoiner, moking o loud bong.
Whot o coword! This is terrible!
Jerome despised himself to the core.
He understood Bostien's plon to kill two birds with one stone.
From the perspective of the royol fomily ond troops of Loong, Bostien's commond ensured o
shomeless yet beoutiful win. But so whot? My purpose for joining the ormy's troining ond following my
fother's footsteps is to become stronger so thot I con protect Notolie. But now, I'm restroined by militory
orders ond I con do nothing but wotch when Notolie's in donger.
The adjutant was stunned by Jerome's gaze, and the gloating look on the former's face vanished
instantly.
âI'm going to ask you one more time. Did Zophie say anything wrong?â Jerome questioned in a deep
voice, his face grim.
The adjutant hesitated momentarily, at a loss for words.
âIs that not the case? We let a woman handle a dangerous situation alone, while we, as soldiers, hid in
the corner and watched her get tortured by the other party. Only when the threats were almost
eliminated did we show up to take all spoils and credit that don't belong to us.â Jerome clenched his
fists, causing the veins on his arms to pop out.
The adjutant had never thought that was a problem. Now that he was questioned by Jerome, he did not
know what to say.
Jerome slammed his fist heavily on the container, making a loud bang.
What a coward! This is terrible!
Jerome despised himself to the core.
He understood Bastien's plan to kill two birds with one stone.
From the perspective of the royal family and troops of Loang, Bastien's command ensured a
shameless yet beautiful win. But so what? My purpose for joining the army's training and following my
father's footsteps is to become stronger so that I can protect Natalie. But now, I'm restrained by military
orders and I can do nothing but watch when Natalie's in danger.
Jerome's actions left the adjutant in a daze.
âMajor General Sutton, youââ
âWhere's Natalie?â Jerome retracted his fist and cast the adjutant an icy glare. âDid you send her home
as I told you to?â
The adjutant was hesitant to speak.
Jerome bellowed, âWhy aren't you answering? Speak! Did you send Natalie home safely? Did you
complete the task I gave you?â
Under the pressure of Jerome's questions, the adjutant had no choice but to say, âI did. I followed your
orders and instructed someone to send Ms. Nichols home, but when they were halfway thereââ
Jerome lost his patience and snapped, âWhat happened halfway? I'm going to dismiss you and make
you watch over the mines at the borders if you keep stuttering like that.â
The threat was so effective that the adjutant hurriedly admitted, âHalfway there, Prince Jonathan
showed up and told me to capture Zophie with you. Meanwhile, he would send Ms. Nichols to the
hospital to receive her treatment. P-Prince Jonathan was the one who gave the order, so I didn't dare
to disobey him. And judging from the way he looked at Ms. Nichols, he didn't look like he'd harm her, so
I left.â
Jerome balled his fists as an icy glint appeared in his eyes.
Bastien! Looks like his desire for Natalie isn't gone after what happened at the birthday party. No way! I
must get Natalie back.
âMajor General Sutton, where are youââ asked the adjutant as he watched Jerome march toward the
military off-road vehicle.
âFind out which hospital Prince Jonathan took Natalie to.â
âHuh?â The adjutant's jaw dropped with disbelief written all over his face.
Jerome barked, âDo you not understand such simple orders? I'm giving you fifteen minutes to find this
out. Otherwise, I'm sending you to the borders.â
The adjutant was rendered speechless.
Jerome got into the driver's seat and slammed on the gas pedal, speeding toward the dock.
Meanwhile, Bastien carried Natalie in his arms and walked along the corridors of the royal hospital as if
no one was watching.
Not daring to take the matter lightly, the hospital staff followed behind Bastien closely, with countless
questions crossing their minds.
Who on earth is this woman? Why is she covered in Prince Jonathan's clothes and carried by him in
his arms?