Cole Crawford suddenly stepped out, watching the group swagger off, a flicker of displeasure crossing his eyes. Although he didn’t like Eleanor Hollis either, this was Crawford Family territory, and Martha coming to take someone away in the middle of the night made it seem like the Crawford Family was too lax. Martha’s body stiffened, knowing this person was angry, she hurriedly spoke. "Crawford, I just wanted to take her away while Xavier isn’t here. You don’t like her either, right? By doing this, I’m solving a problem for you. Don’t worry, even if Xavier comes back, I’ll take full responsibility for this." Confidence was written all over Martha’s face. So what if Xavier knew she did it? She was a princess of the Royal Family, that man wouldn’t dare do anything to her. Cole’s eyes flickered. Indeed, his plan all along was for Martha to deal with Eleanor Hollis. A smile suddenly curved his lips. "Princess Martha, my brother’s temper isn’t good. While I’ll be happy if you get rid of Eleanor, I must warn you that this might backfire, and he might hate you even more." Unease flashed in Martha’s eyes, but it disappeared quickly. For origınal chapters go to 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩 Because she knew clearly that Xavier was different with this woman. She had gotten rid of many women who buzzed around Xavier like flies, and Xavier never said anything since there was no love in his heart; to him, everyone was just a passerby in life. But Eleanor was different. The way Xavier looked at her was full of deep affection, impossible to ignore. Mad with jealousy, she wished to kill Eleanor so that Xavier would remain the stone-hearted man he was, unmoved by any woman. What she couldn’t have, no one else could either. "So what? If Xavier remained cold and indifferent, I wouldn’t be so obsessed. But now he likes Eleanor. How long have they known each other, and why does Eleanor deserve his affection? Crawford, I’m set on doing this, even if you blame me, I won’t stop." Martha and Xavier were childhood friends, but although Xavier grew up in the manor, he yearned for the world as he grew older. Martha, being a princess, couldn’t be as free as him and could only long for him to return. She always knew he had no feelings, all women were the same to him, which gave her peace because at least he wouldn’t be stolen by someone else. But this time, a woman was by his side when he returned. How could she possibly stand it? Cole didn’t speak immediately, he looked deeply at Martha, seeing resentment in her eyes, and his lips curved slightly. "Take her away, but you better think about how to handle my brother’s wrath." Upon hearing him, Martha showed almost no hesitation and just took Eleanor Hollis away. Eleanor wasn’t unconscious; she heard their conversation clearly. She was taken into a car, which drove continuously forward. She didn’t know the destination. Not until the sound of sea waves reached her did she tremble—was Martha planning to drown her? Someone suddenly removed the black bag off her head, and Martha looked at her with calm eyes. "By doing this, Xavier won’t let you go," Eleanor said uneasily; the nighttime sea was turbulent, ready to swallow her any moment. "He won’t let me go, but I also won’t allow him to place his heart on another woman. Eleanor, you have no idea what he means to me." Martha untied the rope from Eleanor’s hands and let the bodyguard take her onto the boat. "What do you intend to do?" Eleanor tried her best to stay calm, but seeing the rolling waves made her heart quiver. "Make you disappear forever, so he can’t find you." Martha stepped onto the boat as well, and it slowly left the dock. "Eleanor, I know you’re innocent, but who isn’t in this world? If you die, don’t blame me." Martha said calmly as she led her to the deck. "Below are sharks; they say no one who goes down ever comes back alive. Good luck." With those words, she pushed Eleanor down. Fortunately, she hadn’t bound Eleanor’s hands and feet, or she would surely have died tonight. The waves tonight were unusually large, causing many who usually went to sea to cancel their plans. Eleanor felt an infinite darkness suddenly surround her, as if a chasm beneath was pulling her endlessly downward, as though to the depths of hell. Suddenly, a wave tossed her high again. She truly felt she was going to die; she thought so, afraid to open her mouth or breathe, letting the waves wash over her. Tonight’s sea was black, like a giant maw swallowing her whole. Back on the shore, Martha had just disembarked when she saw Xavier not far away, exuding an overwhelming fury. Martha’s heart trembled, but she still greeted him warmly. "Xavier, what are you doing here?" She pretended to be calm, trying to approach him amiably. But Xavier’s gaze was icy, as if about to freeze her alive. "Where is Eleanor? Where did you place her after you took her away?" Xavier’s voice was cold; Martha suspected that if she didn’t tell the truth, he would kill her; there was no emotion in his eyes. She smoothed her hair, the passing wind carrying a hint of fishiness. "I took her to Finlagoon and pushed her down. Then I came back myself. By now, she’s probably been devoured by those sharks, not a bone left." Since taking Eleanor, she had known Xavier would surely turn against her for Eleanor. Xavier’s eyes widened suddenly, stepping onto the boat. "Martha, if something happens to her, don’t expect to live." Martha stood still, tears of laughter in her eyes. But Eleanor was already dead, wasn’t she? Would he really go against everyone in the Royal Family for that woman? Xavier, I didn’t realize you could be so passionately foolish. Once an unemotional man becomes serious, it’s truly terrifyingly destructive. Martha said nothing, watching the boat disappear into the distance, feeling immense heartache, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart. "Princess Martha, we should return quickly. Eleanor is definitely dead. If young master Xavier can’t find her, he’ll surely come back to settle the score with us."