"Marivella? What happen?" Carlene asked worriedly. She heard when a door closes and heard faint sobs, Marivella is crying. What's going on?

"Carlene…" she turned around and continued crying.

Madison jumps off the bed and joins her side. "What's going on?"

"I ended everything between us." She confessed between her sobs.

Marivella understood. This is also related to her father, Carlisle. He must be here already and to observe Marivella, they broke up and according to her; it is final.

For now, because in a few years, they will meet again and everything will begin from there. But by now, she needs a shoulder to cry on and so; she hugs her tight.

"It is for the best, right?" she comforted her. "Don't worry. Cried all you want, it will help you lighten the weight in your chest."

"Carlene…" she cries a little more until all could hear are Marivella's snorts. "Thank you. I don't know what I'm going to do if you weren't here?"

Madison has now realized she was here when her parents broke up. She cannot believe it. Wow, it amazes her this one in a million chances. 

"Do you believe in destiny, Marivella?" she asked boldly. "Have you believed in the next life?"

Confused, Marivella looks up and peering at her curiously. "Why did you bring this up?"

"I am just thinking about these facts, that there might be another chance… maybe not this life, but maybe in the other life, there is fulfillment yours and his love." Her encouragement.

Marivella smiled at her. She then strides toward the window and mumbled. "I believe in them. And that is why I prayed to Heaven."

"Carlene, would you come with me to the Gala?"

"I would gladly be your attendant," she responded.

Outside the door is Charles eavesdropping. He is about to give a wrapped of clothes for the girls when he heard over... it looks like Carlisle and Marivella have talked already. Now both are brokenhearted. Even so, they have to attend the Gala tonight. He knocks.

Madison opens the door, she glances at Marivella before she steps out of the room.

"Doctor Charles, how was he?" She actually worried about her father. Hoping he will do nothing tonight at the Gala.

"I haven't talked to him yet. Did your mama want to go?"

Astounded, Madison peered at Charles with wide eyes, she then smiled.

"She will go, yes."

"Okay. I'll go talk to your papa to make plans. Here are your dresses. Madam Chen sent them."

"Thank you, Doctor Charles."

"You're very welcome."

* * *

Charles found Carlisle in the tearoom. He truly looks like just from a breakup. Carlisle seated on the couch, hands clasping together, his elbow rested on his knee and head resting on his hand. He looked like sobbing.

He walked toward him and tapped his shoulder. "I know I am not in a position to advise you about anything. But there is another reality we must face."

"How I could earn power?"

"What?"

"Power... like I could kill anyone who will meddle in between me and her. Like a world where I stood as the king of all?"

Charles cannot believe in everything he heard from Carlisle's mouth. He is seeking power; like his reincarnation who seeks immortality to travel time. It seems like, truly there are no differences between the past and the future Carlisle. They desire it for the same reason, and that is to love Marivella.

"How if, you can just earn it after hundreds of years?"

"What?" he is confused in Charles's a.s.sertion.

"Could you wait by then?"

Carlisle peering at Charles. He could perceive that Charles is not joking. "I will fight for us, but she gives up on me, over again."

"Do you really think this is also easy for her? Think about it, Carlisle."

Carlisle stayed his silence. He's pondering the words Charles told him, and he is right. Marivella ends between them for a reason, he is certain about this.

"We need to make a plan tonight. The Chen Family would be there, and so your mother. If you want to protect her, then do it tonight."

Carlisle looks up at Levi. He is right once again. If he wants to show his love toward Marivella, then he will support her with whatever she was up for now.

"I want to talk to Carlene's brothers. We need to make plans for how Marivella could enter the gala safely."

"All right. I will call them…" Charles's waste no time and call the men from the future.

Carlisle came up to the plans of Madison will become Charles's date in the Gala and Marivella will show up in the Gala surprisingly.

"Gene and I will go ahead. We have to study the whole place and look for another way Marivella entered secretly. I already surveyed the other day, but after what happened yesterday, security will be tighter, and I am sure my mother would have her men to watch for Marivella."

"There is a pa.s.sage underneath, Carlisle. Don't forget that." Charles suggested.

"Yes. But surely, the King already put guards on there."

"So? Our men can replace them, right?"

"That's brilliant, Charles!"

Charles rose a brow. "I began wondering why I chose medicine when I could make a militia strategic plan."

"Yeah.…" Carlisle rolled his eyes, then shook his head. He admits, Charles truly a genius. "Gene, bring it in," he ordered.

After a few minutes, Gene came back with another two soldiers carrying long boxes. It looks heavy.

"Look at this!" Gene excitedly opens the box. 

The box actually stored new guns. Levi and Quinn looked at each other. These guns are known as the country's national treasures. History is written related to this gun. Could it be possible, that it was they who use these guns and the same time, they who made that history?

This new learning overwhelmed them both.

Outside, Gene is teaching them how to shoot with these long guns. In the future, Daichi can re an expert in all kinds of guns. In the past, he also possesses the same position.

From a window above is Madison peeping at them. She was itching to try those guns but these people in the past would shock to learn that a woman like her could be good at shooting.

At the moment, Marivella is preparing their dresses for the Gala. She was excited to see them and wear them for the Gala.

"Carlene, this is for you." Marivella handed her a pink wrapped. She opens it and she was mesmerized to its beauty. She has really loved the dress!

"Let me help do your make-up! What style would you prefer?" she volunteered.

Marivella was intrigued. "What do you mean about the style?"

"Let us do something different!"

Marivella's face brightens. She loves the idea Carlene came up with... they have more time to prepare for the Gala.