Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 502

Chapter 502: Travel to District Gridlock

"Carlos, go and attend to our guests," Ravenna requested of her grandson. She wanted to have a conversation alone with Amelie.

Carlos nodded and left, understanding his grandmother’s need for private time with Amelie.

As the doors shut quietly behind him, Amelie turned back to the old woman. "Grandma, I heard about your medical condition," she said softly. "I wish even my age would—"

"No, don’t say that," Ravenna interrupted firmly, shaking her head. "I told you even before that I’ve lived enough years." Her frail hand patted Amelie’s hand reassuringly before she took a deep, steadying breath. "But Carlos hasn’t lived his life fully. Do you remember the promise you made to me?"

"Yes. Don’t worry, Grandma," Amelie replied with a bright, comforting smile. "I’ll be Carlos’s family. Gabriel and I will never let him feel alone in this world. Who knows, he will soon find the woman of his dreams, too, and then he will have his own family as well."

Ravenna smiled. "Yes. I wouldn’t be there to see all of that, though. But I would love to see Carlos having his own family, his life filled with happiness," she murmured.

"Don’t worry, Grandma. It will happen. I promise you," Amelie assured her. "Focus on yourself for now. You may turn well. Miracles do happen," Ravenna murmured, a fleeting trace of emotion softening her weary eyes.

"Amelie," she continued, her voice gaining a sudden, low intensity, "miracles don’t happen after a certain time with this type of curse. Tell me the truth: Did Ophelia try any other dirty trick on you recently?"

"No... Well, I did remove the ring once," Amelie admitted, her expression tightening with the memory. "I usually used to take it off before going to shower. When I did this time, I felt a very strange, searing pain radiating from my heart throughout my entire body. It felt like it would kill me. It turns out, Ophelia is definitely not sitting quietly, Grandma," Amelie said with a deeply worried gaze. "But please, don’t stress yourself about it. Gabriel and I will find a way to end her," she asserted firmly.

"You two cannot find a way for this alone," Ravenna asserted, cutting straight to the core of the problem, overriding Amelie’s previous assurance. "Since you both are here now, I will perform that ritual myself—the one to bring you both back to the timeline where you first encountered Ophelia."

"Grandma, you are far too weak right now. Please don’t do anything more for us," Amelie pleaded, tears pricking her eyes. "You have already done so much. Besides, this is a battle Gabriel and I are supposed to fight."

"I know," Ravenna admitted with an unwavering gaze. "But I must put my remaining power to good use. I am planning to do the ritual by tomorrow. The more we delay, the more strength Ophelia will gather. And we absolutely cannot let her win."

She again placed her hand over Amelie’s and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Dear, let me do it. Carlos won’t be able to help you with this. That is why I must do it before I take my last breath."

Amelie’s eyes brimmed with tears, and she promptly hugged Ravenna. She didn’t utter a word, but kept that embrace. Ravenna patted her head. "Everything will turn fine once you two defeat Opehlia," she whispered.

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