Bouquets of fresh flowers filled up the entire ward with words of blessing written on the cards that accompanied them. It was said that Aurora’s fans sent them, but nobody knew the actual truth.

Mateo was holding a bouquet of lilies as he pushed the door open. He squinted at Aurora, who was lying on the bed with a sickly look, before smiling.

“Do you feel any better, Aurora?”

For a brief moment, a hint of resentment flashed in his mind.

‘How did she get so lucky? She got saved by a fisherman?!’

‘I investigated that man’s entire family. He’s the real deal. He’d go past Victoria Harbor every single day…’

While Mateo regretted not noticing that small detail, he found the situation as a whole a complete waste.

After all, time was a very important factor for the entire plan.

If Aurora died last night, she’d be able to fan the flames against Queenie even harder and garner quite a lot of attention.

But after everything that had happened, what was the point if Aurora tried jumping to