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The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 951

Seeing his daughter-in-law on the verge of a total breakdown, Dante felt a heavy weight pressing against his chest. The older man closed his eyes in exhaustion. When he opened them again, his gaze was clear and resolute. "Yes. I won't hide it from you anymore, Letty. Based on everything we've uncovered so far, Callahan and Leilani did indeed take a private jet to Mitchina in Northern Myanor early in the morning three days ago. And right now... we have absolutely no way to contact them. A massive explosion just went off in that exact area."

The words "no contact" and "explosion" hit Letty's fragile nerves like a sledgehammer.

Her legs gave out, her vision going black as she collapsed toward the floor, as if every bone in her body had melted.

Jarvis and Dante quickly grabbed her by the arms, practically carrying her to the nearby sofa.

"My Callahan..." The moment her body sank into the cushions, Letty lost all her remaining strength. She slumped over the soft armrest, motionless, save for the muffled, heart-wrenching sobs tearing from her throat as her shoulders violently trembled.

"Why... why would they suddenly go to such a dangerous place?"

"If something happens to him, what am I supposed to do?"

"He's my whole life!"

Dante took Letty's freezing, trembling hands in his own. His strong, weathered grip encased hers, trying to transfer a sliver of warmth and strength.

"Letty, look at me." Dante's voice was as steady as a mountain, filled with the certainty of a man who had weathered countless storms. "You raised that boy. You know exactly who he is. Callahan is incredibly calculated. He might seem impulsive, but every move he makes is thoroughly planned. If he went there, he had a damn good reason, and he would have prepared for every scenario."

He paused, then added, "And then there's Leilani. She looks soft, but she's tougher than anyone. She's a brilliant holistic healer, sharp and meticulous. Having her by his side is another layer of armor. Together, is there any obstacle they can't overcome?"

His words were meant to comfort her, but they were also cementing his own faith. Dante's eyes burned with conviction.

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