England, Windsor Castle.
During the armed rebellion, this place had been invaded by the Knight Faction. Queen Elizabeth and Archbishop Laura had both been captured here and nearly sent to the execution grounds.
Now that the armed rebellion was over, it had reopened once more.
At this moment, Sylvia and Vivian were walking down one of its corridors as they talked.
"How is Mr. Fang Li doing?"
Vivian asked as though she were observing Sylvia's expression.
Hearing that, Sylvia did not stop walking. She merely replied with a smile.
"He's fine. Don't worry."
Yet those words instead completely revealed the worry in Sylvia's heart.
The diva who had always been generous and composed was actually responding with such hollow words. Rather than answering someone else, it seemed more like she was comforting herself.
To Vivian, Sylvia's current state was extremely worrying.
(Even a World-Class Diva who has always sung beneath the spotlight and maintained a perfect smile before billions around the world can become this hollow?)
For those who had only seen Sylvia's gorgeous and beautiful side, this would probably be quite moving.
But it also illustrated one thing.
(Mr. Fang Li must hold a very special place in Miss Sylvia's heart, right?)
That made Vivian feel that the rumors about the two of them that had once appeared in the news might very well have been true.
However, this was clearly not the time for gossip.
Vivian said what Sylvia most wished to see happen right now.
"I hope Mr. Fang Li wakes up safely."
Those words made Sylvia smile bitterly and nod.
Looking at Sylvia like this, Vivian recalled what had happened yesterday.
Yesterday, after the Knight Faction lost the support of Angel's Power, the Puritan Faction army led by Eliza, Laura, and Limea swiftly suppressed them.
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