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"You must be tired of having to eat porridge for these few days. Am I right?""W-well ... it can't be helped, right? Since I am not in a good shape lately thanks to the fever," Veronica turned her face the other way, avoiding Stephen. "Although I have to admit that the porridge made by you is many times much better than my older sister's making.""Indeed, what did your older sister prepare whenever you were sick before?""Let me think for a moment," Veronica said, trying to recall what her sister used to make when she was still working in Waterford City or when she came to see her whenever her older sister know she was not feeling well."She usually made me chicken noodle soup if she was in a good mood or having a lot of free time. But she always making the cauliflower soup to me after one of my sister's acquaintances introduces her to it when I was in junior high school.""Cauliflower soup? This is my first time hearing it. Was that taste good?""It would be much better if you did not
It had been fifteen minutes since he had arrived at the new residence of his acquaintance's grandson, Alec Berthold. This grandson of Pierre Berthold led him into the living room as he beckoned him to enter, but from the last fifteen minutes until now he had not spoken. So that the room was automatically enveloped only by silence, the silence that succeeded in creating a feeling of uneasiness within him. He noticed Alec's gaze that occasionally took the opportunity to glance at him, along with the anxiety that also enveloped the man. It can be seen from how the young man's hands squeezed each other on his thighs and his head looked down towards the floor. It was as if the surface of the floor was far more interesting than it existed. He was excited and irritated. He really, really wanted to break this silent atmosphere and go straight to the topic of conversation, which was also the main reason for coming to Alec's residence this second. But he himself also could not do it Alec's
Hearing Alec's words just now, Karl finally calmed down, giving up his intention to attack the man who was carrying the food. He gave a small smile in an attempt to hide his surprise at the unexpected presence of one of Nicholas' string puppets, reaching out to grab one of the cookies on the coffee table.The man was wearing a butler uniform and was immaculately groomed. Judging from the look of the man, people would have guessed that the man was a servant, not realising that the man was one of the string puppets under Nicholas' control.It was just that he found that this puppet string lived and moved in a pretty different way from Nicholas' habits that he used to know in the past. As far as he knew, Nicholas had a large collection of string puppets. So supposedly, he would find a lot of puppet strings in this mansion.But strangely, he only found the male servant appeared in front of him.Ah, right. He had almost forgotten with the fact that Nicholas had left the Schneider organis
Alec's tone when he said it sounded so cold. Without waiting for Karl's answer, Alec resumed his words. "Are you wondering, questioning my strange behaviour just now?" "I do not think I-" "Last week, this place was attacked by Schneider's troops," Alec's eyes turned sad. "I am not sure if you noticed it the first time you walked into this place, but it certainly made me uncomfortable. There is not much I can do about this house after I decided to live separately from my family, and bad things like this are happening." "Schneider's secret troops?" Karl repeated Alec's words in disbelief. He could not believe what he had just heard. Now he understood and got the answer behind the weird feelings he felt when he passed the kitchen and dining room, which looked so strange and odd. "Let me guess. Were they coming to kill Nicholas? For what reason? Isn't it enough for Schneider to remove Nicholas from his dumb organisation?" Alec nodded wearily. "Yes, exactly. I also do not understand the
Febrina took off her mask and disposable medical rubber gloves as soon as she left the autopsy room, and threw them into the trash near the door. Sweat was pouring down her body, with sweat dripping down her temples, and she quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand like an old man."Finally, we finished it!" Febrina exclaimed happily, turning her body to look at Gavin, who was walking behind her, looking much more tired and weary than usual.With her eyes, half closed, her boyfriend also took off his surgical mask and disposable medical rubber gloves and threw them in a trash can by the door of the room."Yeah…," with a yawn, Gavin responded to her remark. "For someone who just came out of the autopsy room after helping with autopsies for almost a day, you look really excited, you know?""Hm? All day?" Febrina's eyes blinked in disbelief upon hearing what Gavin had just said. There was no window in the hallway they were currently in, so she reached for her smartphone which was
Karl walked down the corridor of the mansion where Alec and Nicholas lived with uncertain feelings after talking to Alec. In front of him, a maidservant who was also one of Nicholas' string puppets, walked in silence and guided him to the exit of the mansion. In accordance with Nora's words at that time, after successfully recovering Alec's condition, he witnessed for himself how Alec's mental condition was still unstable. Like when the young man easily shot the male servant who was Nicholas' string puppet without any guilt or fear, looking so relaxed. It was as if the young man felt that what he was doing was not a big deal. Even though he was pretty sure that Alec already knew how Nicholas got all their string puppets to come from. "There is no need for you to thank him, Your Majesty." "Or even try to talk to him for whatever reason. All you need to do is pretend his existence doesn't exist. Because he is no longer a living being." "To put it simply: because this thing does no
As Karl arrived at the Smith clan headquarters, located on the border of the Smith territory, Hades got out of the car. With alacrity, his personal assistant opened the car door for him, inviting him to get out with his free hand on Karl's head."Your Highness is coming! Your Highness is coming!"Several border guard troops standing guard in front of the headquarters entrance immediately panicked when they realised Karl's sudden arrival. Some of the Border Guards who were enjoying their lunch immediately ignored their lunch, smoothed their clothes, and gave Karl a respectful gesture."Greetings, Your Majesty!"Karl only responded with a brief wave of his hand, walking into his base, followed by Hades. The troops who had greeted him rushed over to Karl with fake polite smiles clearly visible on their faces, showing their greed and their desire to be acknowledged by Karl or to gain a higher position."Your Excellency!"Karl turned towards the source of the voice, finding a female general
"This is the first time I have seen such cowardly behaviour," Karl stated. His voice sounded harsh. The guards were scared, but none of them dared to speak up. They knew Karl would not allow them to defend General Gwynne anymore. "If you ever attack another person again without permission, I will never let you go home alive. "Do you understand every word I said to you?""Yes, Your Majesty!" All of the troops, as well as General Gwynne herself, agreed."General Gwynne, lead me to the office room," said Karl again, after he managed to calm himself."Yes, Your Majesty," General Gwynne replied, gulping. "This way. Follow me."Karl turned to Professor Mark, who managed to stand up with difficulty, with both hands clutching his possessions, which had been scattered on the grass."I know that they probably will not accept your presence here, but this is definitely beyond my expectation. "I am truly sorry," Karl said, his face filled with guilt and regret."That's all right, Your Majesty," Pro