Chapter 226 Isaac is Here to Snatch Someone
"What did that guy just say? Can someone translate?" Some folks couldn't make heads or tails of the Horizonia language and were dying to know the gossip. They quickly asked around, hoping someone who understood could spill the tea.
Soon enough, someone who got it chimed in, "He asked Mortimer what he planned to do about his wife."
Everyone was floored.
"Wait, the woman who got engaged to Mortimer today is that guy's wife? She's already married?"
"Oh my God, did she trick Mortimer? That's gutsy!"
"The royal family won't let her get away with this!"
"She's so gorgeous, but she did something so awful. How wicked!"
"She needs to be punished big time!"
"She should be executed, or the royal family's honor is toast!"
The crowd below the stage buzzed with shock and anger.
Nora, standing on the stage, was just as stunned. 'Who is this guy? What nonsense is he spouting? With just one sentence, he branded me a fraud. Is he my enemy, trying to mess with me?'
Nora was fuming. She took a deep breath, looked at Mortimer beside her, and asked quietly, "Mortimer, do you know that guy?"
Mortimer snapped back to reality. Suppressing his anger and unease, he gently said to Nora, "He's my enemy, here to stir up trouble. Everything he says and does is to get back at me and embarrass me. Don't believe a word he says; it's all lies."
Nora nodded. "I believe you."
Seeing the trust in Nora's eyes, Mortimer felt a bit more at ease.
He softly said to Nora, "You should sneak out the back door. I'll handle this."
"Aren't you coming with me?" Nora was really worried. "Come with me. Let the guards deal with this."
Mortimer patted her head, saying, "I can't leave. He's here for me, and I have to deal with him personally. Otherwise, he won't stop and might hurt the guards. I don't want anyone getting hurt or killed because of this."
Nora was still visibly anxious. People were inherently selfish; no matter how kind-hearted or concerned for others' lives one might usually be, when faced with the danger of a loved one, the instinct to prioritize their safety always kicked in.
Mortimer said, "You should go. I'll be fine. If you stay, it'll only distract me."
Hearing this, Nora had no choice but to leave. If she couldn't help, she shouldn't cause more trouble for Mortimer. As a prince, the guards would surely protect him. He should be fine.
"Nora!" A deep voice, heavy with emotion, came from behind.
Nora's steps halted abruptly. That voice belonged to the man in the wheelchair. How did he know her name? What did he want?
Moreover, his voice seemed to carry a ton of complex emotions.
Her heart trembled uncontrollably; instinctively, she turned and looked at the man below the stage.
His hands tightly gripped the wheelchair's armrests, veins bulging on the back of his hands, and his whole body was trembling slightly. He seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions.
Because of the sunglasses, Nora couldn't see his eyes.
But she could clearly feel that the eyes behind those sunglasses were filled with intense emotions, like a predator eyeing its prey, staring fixedly at her.
"Nora, I finally found you," he said slowly, his deep, hoarse voice trembling with emotion.
His words made her feel an invisible pressure, and her head started to ache.
Mortimer stepped in front of her just in time, his gentle voice breaking her thoughts, "Nora, you should go. He's just a madman, and his words mean nothing."
He gently patted her shoulder, silently giving her comfort and strength.
Nora took a deep breath, trying not to think too much. With a pale face, she turned and slowly walked off the stage, heading to the back.
Mortimer blocked the view from the stage with his body.
"Nora, you are my wife. I will definitely bring you back!" the man's firm and forceful voice echoed behind her.
Nora's body stiffened, and a chill spread through her heart. She panicked.
She felt like prey being targeted by a predator, with no escape.
"He's a madman, talking nonsense," Nora softly repeated Mortimer's words to herself, quickening her pace to leave.
The bodyguards who had barged in with the man tried to rush backstage, seemingly to catch her, but the guards had already rushed in, blocking them.
A fight was about to break out. Both sides fought fiercely.
Mortimer watched Nora walk away before shifting his gaze to the man below the stage.
He squinted at the man below, coldly saying, "Isaac, how dare you come looking for Nora? You've already caused her death once. Do you want to kill her again before you're satisfied?"
The man who barged in was none other than Isaac.
Isaac's voice was equally cold, "Nora is my wife. Our issues are between us, and it's none of your business!"
Mortimer sneered, "Nora divorced you long ago. She's no longer your wife. Stop clinging to her! You've already caused her death once. I won't let you have another chance to hurt her!"
Isaac's eyes narrowed dangerously as he uttered, "In that case, this thing has just gotten ugly."
Isaac raised his hand, signaling an attack. More people rushed in from outside.
Mortimer shouted, "Contact the royal guards and bring more men. Anyone causing trouble here will be treated as an assassin and can be shot on sight!"
Mortimer's men immediately ran to relay his orders. Soon, more royal guards rushed into the banquet hall.
Mortimer ordered, "Arrest them all!"
However, none of the guards moved. They stood neatly on both sides.
Mortimer's face darkened, "What's wrong with you? Are you disobeying my orders?"
The guards still didn't move. A guard captain walked in from outside. He worked directly for King Cappadocia.
Mortimer had a bad feeling, his eyes darkening as he looked at Isaac.
Isaac, on the other hand, sat leisurely in his wheelchair, a mocking smile on his lips.
Mortimer clenched his lips, his hands tightening.
"Isaac, what did you do?" Mortimer angrily questioned.
However, Isaac didn't answer him.
At this moment, the guard captain walked up to Mortimer, nodded politely, and then said in English, "Mortimer, King Cappadocia wants you to return immediately and not disrespect Mr. Porter!"
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