'What?'

Ambrose's mind buzzed as if he had been struck by lightning. He turned his head to stare at Eira, who was sound asleep, dumbfoundedly.

'Eira is my half-sister? How can this be?'

'No! This is not true; this must have been Megan's ill intention to say this so that she can see me suffer. She is pulling my leg to embarrass me.'

For a moment, Ambrose was outraged; he yelled at the stone door. "Shut up! I will never forgive you if you keep talking rubbish."

'Eira can't be Darryl's daughter! No…'

Ambrose had a plan the previous night. If they could manage to leave Mount Emei, he would take Eira and her mother back to the New World Palace. Then, he would tell Lord Kenny to allow them to get married so that they would live happily together.

The news came so suddenly that the woman he loved was his younger sister; Ambrose could not accept the shocking truth!

"Your Highness."

Megan looked delighted as she said slowly, "Don't get angry; I'm not just spouting some nonsens