?<strong>Chapter 713:</strong>


    Andrew’s dagger pressed against Savannah’s neck, bringing her closer to death than she had ever felt before. Wide-eyed with terror, she looked straight at Ynda, desperate for help.


    Ynda’s heart shattered at the sight.


    This was her cherished daughter, a princess of Aswil, yet now she stood there, looking utterly helpless and broken.


    “Fine, I’ll arrange it,” Ynda replied, knowing that the quicker she ended this nightmare, the better. They couldn’t risk anyone else witnessing Savannah’s humiliation—it would destroy herpletely.


    The car was ready in record time, and Andrew quickly guided Savannah inside. “Once we’re safely out of reach, I’ll release her. But if anyone even attempts to follow us, she’s dead.”


    Those words erased any remaining urge in Ynda to follow after them.


    Andrew had long been known for his cold, merciless reputation. When he threatened Savannah, everyone knew he would follow through.


    Ynda stood helpless, watching the car pull away, a bitter mix of sorrow and regret twisting in her chest. Savannah’s once-refined, graceful persona had now beenpletely destroyed.


    But perhaps even more troubling was the fact that Andrew would now carry asting grudge against her.


    Ynda’s heart sank as she reflected on her initial scheming against Andrew, realizing how those choices had led to this heartbreaking disaster.


    “Ynda, we need to have a serious conversation.”


    The calm yetmanding voice from behind made Ynda turn to see Babette, her expression like winter chill. Ynda felt her heart sink even further.


    “Babette, what is it that you want to discuss with me?” Ynda asked, already fearing the answer.


    “You insisted that Savannah and Andrew were deeply in love,” Babette began, her tone chilling. “But clearly, that’s not the case. Ourws are strict when ites to dishonesty and deceit, especially within the royal family.”


    “I didn’t engage in any dishonest or deceitful actions!” Ynda snapped back instantly. “Savannah was the one who got deceived. Andrew filled her head with sweet words, and she trusted him—never imagining he’d take advantage of her innocent feelings.”


    Waylon, clearly amused, interjected, “Mrs. Wilson, what could Andrew possibly gain from deceiving Savannah?”


    “Savannah’s a princess! There’s so much he could gain from this!” Ynda retorted, ring at Waylon. “And just who are you, anyway? Why are you here?”


    “He’s here as my guest,” Babette answered coldly.


    Ynda, realizing it was wiser to stay quiet, held her tongue.


    Patty, who had been watching everything unfold, stood in stunned silence. She never could have imagined that Savannah’s engagement party would devolve into such a disaster.


    It was unbelievable! Savannah, always so dignified and elegant, now found her reputation in tatters.


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