While Avery was forced to follow Hill, a bodyguard caught Gabrielle and stopped her from looking back to Avery. But Gabrielle sometimes turned around and looked back, though she was a little dizzy under the alcohol's effect.

Gabrielle had never expected that she had arrived in Ancient Country the next day and saw Avery.

The bodyguard forced her to walk forward, so Gabrielle chased Jackson and said, "Let my older sister go."

"It doesn't depend on me."

Jackson followed the bodyguard going backstage, where there was a change room and a dressing room. He walked into the change room where there was small. Jackson continued to walk into the room and passed through a few rooms.

Finally, he got into the final room, pushing a portable dining table away. Under the table, it was completely dark, and only a few stairs could be seen.

"So, who can ask you to let my sister go?" Gabrielle asked. She knew Jackson was a serious man and wouldn't let Avery go easily.

"Charles Meyer."

"Charles Meyer?" Gabrielle asked.

Gabrielle followed Jackson and walked into the dark basement. Soon, she saw a long row of cubicles with iron doors.

Gabrielle sneezed. It was dark and humid, and it smelled terrible.

Gabrielle either knew how Mr. Meyer or why they came here. She just heard that Hill found Mr. Meyer. "Is Meyer here?" thought Gabrielle.

Then Gabrielle unconsciously glanced over Avery, at the same time, Avery also gave a glance back to her.

As usual, Avery looked peaceful. Looking at Avery, Gabrielle became relieved but felt guilty because she couldn't stop Jackson.

Avery shook the head, giving Gabrielle the signal that she was okay. However, to Avery's surprise, Meyer and Mr. Black turned to be prisoned in such a place.

It was a place where few people would notice. People hardly imagined that two people would be imprisoned under the opera basement. Moreover, no one would expect that one of them was the President of Ancient Country.

As more people got into the basement, the basement was almost crowded. Thus, Jackson gave Hill a look, suggesting that most bodyguards should stay outside the door. Hill immediately ordered and asked them to get out.

Since the basement was small, the sound of footsteps became clearer. On the way, they saw the compartments were empty on both sides. But if all the bodyguards came, including Evan's bodyguards who had been attacked and fell, the basement must be crowded.

When they got into the basement's end, they found Meyer and Mr. Black, who were in the cubicle on both sides.

Meyer reclined on the cold bench, and his hands were handcuffed. When he heard the noise, he raised his head, bloodshot eyes showed.

He was suddenly stunned when he saw Jackson. Then he laughed so loudly that his chest was shaking. His laugh echoed again and again as if nothing happened.

"Get someone out of the cubicle."

Soon, the bodyguard immediately help Meyer get out.

"Brother, sorry. I'm late," Jackson walked forward and hugged Meyer.

Meyer patted Jackson's back and turned to look at Avery, saying, "Darling." He raised the corner of his mouth as if nothing happened between them.

Avery was like a poker face. She either looked friendly or cold.

She couldn't rebuke him though Meyer shouldn't call her darling.

At that time, a bodyguard helped Mr. Black get out of the cubicle. Mr. Black's hair was in a mess, and he had no energy.

Looking at Mr. Black, Avery became anxious and thought, "Is he dead?"

Meyer rushed to lift Mr. Black's eyelids and explained, "He gets gastric perforation. Since he had never eaten or drunk anything for these days, he fainted. Help him."

Thus, they immediately left.

The Kitchen

Avery was cooking porridge with meat. Its heat then makes the water vapor through the air.

Avery sipped it with a spoon.

Gabrielle was leaning against the stove. She was astonished to find that Avery was so peaceful that she can still cook.

Gabrielle and Avery were in the house of Meyer's in the Ancient Country. No one lived here for years, so there were no maids, and Avery had to cook by herself.

"Sister, is he the President? Is it true? Are you going to cook porridge with meat?" Gabrielle asked.

"Well. Mr. Black is the President of an Ancient Country."

"Um…" Gabrielle understood. And then she whispered to Avery, "But why did Peter's call you darling?"

Avery tried the porridge that was for Mr. Black. Although he was still in a coma, Meyer said Mr. Black's belly was not good and needed to eat some porridge.

Since Mr. Black became weak because of her, Avery would like to cook porridge by herself on the condition that there was no maid.

"I don't know how to explain it. It is a long story, but I don't like him, and we are clear," Avery answered Gabrielle.

Gabrielle then got close to Avery and whispered, "Shall I seduce Jackson? In this way, we can get the chance to get out of here."

Avery couldn't help but laugh when she heard that Gabrielle wanted to seduce Jackson. She pointed at her forehead with her index, saying, "What's on your mind?"

"Um. How can I save you?"

"Even if you seduce Jackson, we can't get out of here," Avery knew there were some bodyguards outside because Meyer allowed them to do whatever they like inside the castle.

"So, how can we get out? Will Mr. Hamlton come to save you if he knows? I think Mr. Meyer is eager to get you."

"You can find it?" Avery stirred the porridge. After thinking it for a while, she changed another topic and said, "Would you like to help me check a script? It is in my bedroom."

"A script? Sister, are you interested in screenwriting?"

"Check it quickly. Tell me what needs to be revised."

Avery turned off the fire and went upstairs with Gabrielle. She took a script from the drawer of the bedside table. It was the script for the Yama Thorn Bug Festival. Avery wanted to take advantage of the script to change the terrible situation.

Therefore, completing the script was an important thing for her.

Gabrielle got the script, walked to the sofa, and read it carefully.

She then marked unreasonable content and even discussed it with Avery.

"Sister, is it your first time to write a script?"

"Yes," Avery flipped through the script and revised it.

"You seem like a skillful screenwriter. You are good at writing scripts."

"I'm not interested in it," Avery smiled. She wrote it if necessary.

Finally, they finished revising it, and Avery closed the script. At that time, a bodyguard knocked at the door and said, "The Princess."