Chapter 265: Calm down my ladies...Interlude...

Chapter 265: Calm down my ladies...Interlude...



The air was chilly.

A biting wind swept through the space, but it wasn't the cold that sent shivers down Riley's spine-it was the weight of the moment, the suffocating tension that hung heavy in the air.

Everyone's thoughts seemed to converge on a single word.

"Mama?"

"Mama...."

"M-Mama?"

Three distinct voices, three very different reactions. Yet the same word spilled from their lips.

Seo's soft tone carried innocent confusion, her red eyes wide as she tilted her head ever so slightly.

Snow's trembling voice was filled with heartaching confirmation, her hands balling into fists at her sides as if bracing herself for something unbearable.

Alice's voice, on the other hand, quivered with thinly-veiled denial, like her mind refused to process the implications of what she had just heard.

Eventually, two pairs of eyes turned toward him.

Snow and Alice.

Their gazes burned into him like searing flames, full of questions that carried a weight far heavier than words could express.

"Riley..."

Snow's voice was sharp, her normally calm demeanor slipping as her piercing gaze demanded

answers.

"Junior..."

Alice's tone was less formal, but the dark undertone in her voice carried a dangerous edge, a cold fury barely held at bay.

Riley felt the pressure intensify. The combined stares of the two girls were suffocating.

He gulped involuntarily, his throat dry, his mind racing for some semblance of an explanation, some way to untangle this impossible situation.

But as he met their eyes-Snow's icy, calculating gaze and Alice's fiery, almost wild intensity -something in their expressions struck him.

It was a look he recognized.

A memory he thought he had buried deep resurfaced, unbidden.

He recalled a girl from his childhood, her face twisted in a crazed, unrelenting obsession that had haunted him for years.

Now, that same look was mirrored in the eyes of both Snow and Alice.

Fear gripped him.

His heart raced as he tried to suppress the rising panic.

He'd faced monsters, disasters, and countless impossible situations before-but this? This was something else entirely.

A slew of options flashed through Riley's mind, none of them particularly appealing.

The first option was telling the truth-flatly denying his dear daughter's proclamation and labeling it as some elaborate prank.

But that came with its own risks.

While it might stop this strange situation from spiraling further, it would open the door to an even more dangerous conversation:

"If she's lying, then who is the mother?"

The second option was to play along, using the opportunity Laura's sudden declaration had created to escape the moment unscathed.

Yet this route came with an equally troubling consequence.

Agreeing with Laura, even tacitly, would cause great misunderstandings-and Riley could already feel the sting of future accusations brewing in Snow and Alice's sharp gazes. His choices were painfully limited.

And the more he thought about it, the more he realized just how precarious his position was.

Riley's gaze flickered briefly to Snow, her calm exterior barely hiding the inner storm brewing beneath.

And then to Alice, her fiery eyes burning with suppressed frustration, her mind clearly racing to make sense of the unfolding chaos.

He swallowed hard, recalling a very specific individual from his past.

The dragon hiding behind an innocent façade.

Liyana.

No.

He couldn't let their attention shift to her.

The mere thought made his stomach tighten with anxiety.

Getting Snow and Alice involved in anything related to Liyana was too dangerous.

Because as far as Riley knew, his fiancée was every bit as unpredictable as Rose when it came to certain actions.

And unlike Rose—whose dangerous whims were often wrapped in calculated grace-Liyana's unpredictability came with an untamed intensity Riley was far too familiar with.

After all, he'd spent most of his childhood navigating the minefield that was Liyana's peculiar

logic.

Seo's innocent, inquisitive voice cut through the tense atmosphere like a blade.

As if on cue, every pair of eyes in the room turned back to me, their gazes heavy with

expectation.

Alice's sharp stare held questions she didn't voice, while Snow's cool, analytical eyes

demanded explanations.

Even Seo, though more naïve in her approach, seemed genuinely curious, tilting her head

slightly as if that would help her understand.

The weight of their collective scrutiny bore down on me.

'Hahaha...'

A nervous chuckle escaped my lips, beads of sweat forming on my temple.

Well, I thought, if I was going to escape unscathed, I'd have to play this carefully.

Feigning innocence seemed like the best option for now.

Time to crank out a great excuse. After all, what better way to sidestep suspicion than with a perfect act of cluelessness?

Clearing my throat, I put on my most confused yet earnest expression and prepared to talk my

way out of this mess.

"Now, about that girl...you might be the mother?"

Now then plan you might be the mother commence...

Throughout her life as a Shadow Knight, Amana had been trained to expect the unexpected.

From a young age, she had witnessed the world's darkest atrocities, the heinous crimes

people could commit, and the strange, unpredictable events that unfolded from even the smallest of actions.

Her experiences, both positive and negative, had shaped her into someone who believed she was unshakable, unflappable, and immune to surprises.

Yet, as she stood cloaked in the shadows, her eyes widened in disbelief.

What on earth is happening here?

She had come to this place under a secret directive, her movements careful and precise to

remain undetected.

But now, the scene before her was far beyond anything she could have imagined.

Three girls.

Three distinct individuals, each with their own fiery personalities, were clinging to the same

young man-him.

The very same young man who had inflicted upon her an inescapable trauma less than a week

ago.

Mana gritted her teeth, her emotions in turmoil.

'I came here as per the emperor's command... but what's going on right now?'

She squinted at the trio, her sharp eyes narrowing as she tried to comprehend the sheer

absurdity of the situation.

"We got married in the future.... and we had a child.."

The first voice rang out with confidence, filled with innocent honesty and certainty.

"Junior said he couldn't figure out who the mother was in his dreams, right? And Junior, you did say Laura loved playing pranks, didn't you?"

The second girl's tone was calm but carried a sharp edge of analytical reasoning, as if she were unraveling a mystery right before their eyes.

"There might be a chance she's ours, Riley," said the third girl, her voice full of cold confidence as her piercing gaze pinned him in place. "After all, I'm supposed to be your first

wife."

Amana blinked, her sharp mind trying to process the implications of the words she had just overheard.

Three girls.

Three wildly different opinions.

And in the center of it all stood him.

Riley.

Amana couldn't help but observe the subtle shifts in his expression as he tried-and failed-

to keep his composure.

He was clearly overwhelmed, his usually confident demeanor cracking under the pressure of

their combined intensity.

'This...' Amana thought, suppressing the urge to scoff, 'is the man who brought me to my knees just days ago?'