Chapter 739: Sing My Love To You

Molly stared at Olive, horror etched on her face. She suddenly understood: her exposure had also revealed the Mermen's infiltration of the Augustine family.

“No, it’s not like that, Olive. I only wanted to retaliate,” Molly insisted, “Don’t overthink it!”

Olive playfully winked. “What? Afraid?”

“Afraid? Of what?” Molly retorted incredulously.

Olive smiled knowingly. “Because of you, the entire merman operation is exposed. Years of hard work, careful planning—all ruined. Without Lily, you’re nothing. What are you afraid of?”

Molly gasped, her horror deepening.

Olive, having more pressing matters, dismissed Molly. Turning to Alpha, she said, “Uncle Augustine, keep a close watch on Molly and Lily. This is far from over. I need to investigate thoroughly, but seeing Aunt Bounty is my priority.”

Alpha nodded and instructed Aiden, “Handle it.”

Aiden nodded, his respect for Olive evident.

Together, Olive and Alpha walked toward the ward. Alpha’s lips curved with interest. “Rory? Didn’t you bring him back?”

Olive smiled enigmatically.

Alpha’s gaze was distant. “Rory’s a shrinking tortoise. He wouldn’t dare return. He's protecting himself; I doubt you could bring him back.”

Reaching the ward door, Olive paused, her bright eyes sparkling. “Uncle Alpha, I’m afraid I’ll disappoint you. I already brought Rory back.”

Alpha was stunned.

Olive opened the ward door and entered. Nathan looked up at his grandfather. “Grandfather, you lost.”

Alpha fondly touched Nathan’s head. “Okay, your mummy is amazing; your mummy is the best.”

Inside, Alplia entered as Olive put away her gold needle. The heart monitor showed Bounty’s vitals were stable. She had regained her breathing and heartbeat, but her face was pale, and she remained unconscious.

Alpha whispered, “When will Bounty wake up?”

Olive covered Bounty with a blanket and shook her head. “Aunt Bounty’s health is fine now. The merman poison is gone, but she’s exhausted. When she wakes up depends on her.”

The ward door opened again. Rory, unseen by Alpha for years, stood there.

Rory and Bounty had once been a perfect match.

Rory approached Bounty’s bed, his trembling fingers touching her cold hand. He lowered his head, choked with sorrow.

Alpha glared at Rory.

But Olive’s hand intervened, blocking Alpha’s path.

Alpha looked at Olive, who slowly shook her head. He then looked back at Bounty, whose eyes glistened with unshed tears. Alpha’s clenched fist relaxed.

Olive addressed Rory. “Mr. Louie, you’ve taught and mentored many successful children. But have you been redeemed? I brought you back so you can save someone you should have saved years ago, but refused to. Perhaps only by saving her can you save yourself.”

The dim light illuminated Olive’s serious expression. Rory’s shoulders slumped; he wept silently.

Alpha left the hospital, the cold wind whipping his coat. He heard approaching footsteps—Olive.

Without turning, he whispered, “How did you bring Rory back?”

Olive stood beside him. “It’s simple. The longer someone stays in their shell, the less they want to leave. The only way is to break the shell, leaving them nowhere to hide.”

Alpha turned, looking at Olive. “You’re incredibly bold.”

“Thank you, Uncle Alpha,” she replied.

Bodyguards brought Molly forward. Olive said, “Uncle Alpha, I’ll take Molly.” Alpha pursed his lips. “Give her to me. This concerns the Augustine family’s past; you may not know the full story.”

Olive tilted her head. “Uncle Augustine, you’re invincible to others, but before Aunt Bounty, you shed your armor. The Mermen played a masterful game, using love as their guise.”

Alpha’s gaze locked on Olive’s. He remained silent.

Then, a deep voice cut through the stillness. “It’s late. Strangers might think you two are discussing romance.”

Olive spun around. Under the dim streetlight stood Elvis.