Meanwhile, on Earth

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Christian, Cadissy, Benedict, and Marinna were inside the room with Damien, who was playing his guitar and singing Leonard Cohen's version of Hallelujah.

"His voice sounds so good when he is sad," Marinna remarked, "Poor him. I now believe that he and Dardanelle have the perfect chemistry together."

"But that has all gone to waste," Christian replied, "Dardanelle left him."

Suddenly, Damien's cell rang, and he stopped playing the guitar to answer it.

"Hello?" he said.

"Dude," Demetrius replied on the other end, "I have news."

"What?" Damien replied, "You have Dardanelle, what more could you ask?"

"I don't even like her," Demetrius replied, "but this is urgent news!"

"What?" Damien replied, "What is it?" He put his phone in loudspeaker so that everyone in the room can hear.

"I overheard my sister talk on the phone to someone, " Demetrius replied, "and she said that she is hiring some assassins."

"Why?!"

"Dardanelle is going to die on our 'wedding' day!"

"Then we have to interfere!" Benedict replied.

"No, it's too late now," Damien replied, "All I can do is pray for her safety. I'm sure He can listen."

"It's not too late now!" Christian replied, "Dardanelle's your damsel in distress; your first, last, and everything; your go-to blockmate in college; the best girlfriend and fvckbuddy---no offense---you ever had; the best person whom you can share your position and possessions with; your partner in the same faith as you! Don't let the fire die down for good! You can save her!"

"But how?!" Damien replied, "The wedding's tomorrow in Entomon."

Benedict typed on the computer, notifying everyone that they will take two days off starting the next day. Marinna twirled her finger in the air as a whirlpool portal viewing the hotel room of Dardanelle appeared above her hand.

"We'll get there on time," Cadissy added, "We support you all the way."

"Thank you," Damien replied, "You restored my happy self again. It's time I proved myself to Dardanelle again."

"Sure you will, love," Christian replied, "But for now, we must sleep."

Everyone said a prayer of thanks for that night, and headed off to sleep.

...

In the Napyarda Mansion, Jessicca was inspecting the will again and again to see if things were left for Christian to inherit, although two months have passed since. She was drowsy from it, but she never gave up until her brother had something left.

She was desperate for clues, but none have presented themselves to her as she pored over the document in the study. And so she pounded her hands on the table and screamed "DAMMIT!"

She then sighed, but then something dropped from the top shelf onto the table. It was a black light torch and an invisible ink pen at half ink.

"Hmm," she said and shone the black light on the document, looking for any clues for her sibling's inheritance.

She looked at the end of the document and shone the black light at the end of "Christian Napyarda:" and shone the light around.

Lo and behold, there were yellow glowing scribbles of words flashing as she moved the lamp across the area. She found this and began to read the invisible part of the text.

Then she called Seiryu.

....

Seiryu replied on the other end, much to Jessicca's relief, and here's how their conversation went.

"Hello?"

"Yes Jessicca! This is Seiryu. Whydya call?"

"Christian inherited something as well."

"What?! But the document's blank at that area!"

"No! It's in invisible ink!"

"Then what does it say?"

"It says that he inherited the family van, the family yacht, and $ 7 billion!"

"Wow! You can go tell him!"

"But we're countries away!"

"Not exactly, your brother and sister told me that they will go to a certain wedding in which, coincidentally, Nosci, Quill, Varra, Jannassis, Janna, Robert, Mauvorin, and I will go to tomorrow. Maybe you can hop along with them!"

"Sure! It's quite urgent!"

"I know! Be seeing you tomorrow!"

"You too!"

They hung up as Denise and Ian entered the room.

"I hope you weren't spying on me," Jessicca said.

"We also know of the will!" Ian replied, "Let's get some sleep. Tomorrow, we have to get to Christian."

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