For some reason, Felix picked up on something odd in Xena's tone—something subtle yet hard to ignore. He could not quite put his finger on it, but he also did not care enough to figure it out.

…

Meanwhile, in the penthouse office of a high-rise in Notura City, Eunice was staring at her computer screen when a young man suddenly stormed in, his face filled with anger.

"Horace? What's wrong?" she asked, surprised by his outburst.

Horace Sawyer stopped in his tracks, but his expression only grew darker. "Tell me. What did you say to me back then? You swore that for the next three years, you wouldn't consider marriage, and if you did, I'd be the first in line."

Eunice frowned. "That's right. Why bring it up now?"

The man standing before her was, in fact, her fiancé—or at least, the man her family had arranged for her to marry. Given that both their families were of equal standing, it had never been a forced engagement but rather a logical alliance. She had made that promise at the tim