Meanwhile, inside the villa. Mable took Spike to the living room and immediately ordered someone to get the first aid kit. “Spike, are you okay? That scumbag, Jeremiah, has zero morals!” The moment Tracey noticed Spike injured, she grew anxious and started to blame herself, “Mabes, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I should have kept a closer eye on Spike." Mable took the first aid kit from the servant and immediately began to disinfect the wound on Spike's palm. She prompted gently, “Spike, Mommy will be gentle. Just bear with me for a bit.” Spike observed how worried Mable looked and suddenly began to regret his actions. He whispered gently, “Mommy, don't worry. It’s not a deep wound.” He had merely sliced against the surface and broken the skin. Tracey gently ruffled Spike’s head. She was very distressed because she was under the impression that Spike was only holding in the pain, “It’s such a large wound. How can it possibly not hurt? Spike, it’s all my fault. I
During Mable’s disappearance, Spike had been staying by Blair’s side every day. He was a first-hand witness of Blair’s endless longing for Mable. Although he was still a child, he realized that the only time a person would sacrifice their life for another person was when they were truly in love. That was how much his dad loved his mom. He would not stand for anyone denying Blair’s love for Mable. “Mommy, don't listen to him!” Mable bent over and embraced Spike tightly, her voice quivering as she spoke, “I know. I know Daddy loves me. Mommy loves Daddy just as much.” Spike nodded vigorously and shot a hateful look at Jeremiah. Mable gently ruffled Spike's head and prompted again, “Go back to the house and be with your sister. Mommy will be with you soon.” Spike shot another wary look at Jeremiah before heading back into the house. It was only after Tracey led Spike back into the house safely that Mable turned to face Jeremiah. “Jeremiah, it’s not up to any
Inside the VIP ward of a hospital. Solomon stood by the door and looked into the ward through the window. There was a group of doctors huddled next to the hospital bed. What was taking them so long? Why were they not finished with the operations yet? It had been almost three hours. Could Blair's condition have worsened by any chance? The more Amos thought about it, the more anxious he grew. Kyle was also waiting outside the ward with them. He pressed his fingers against his brows and complained, “Can you stop fidgeting around?” Amos had been pacing around so much that he was getting dizzy watching Amos going in circles. Solomon scratched his hair and sat on a chair next to Kyle before remarking, “Aren't you worried? What’s taking the doctors so long?” “Of course, I am worried, but no amount of worrying is going to help. Blair is the only one who can help himself in this situation,” Kyle answered while staring absently at a specific spot on the ground. An icy
If the male base could not be removed, it also meant that it would be impossible to cure Mable’s Necro Poison. Eugenie had been troubled over this for the past few days. She had a suspicion that she must have overlooked a crucial detail but simply could not figure out what it was. “Is there no way to curb the attacks of Necro Poison?” Kyle speculated. Solomon pointed out, “They claimed Ice Jade Flower could suppress its effects. However, Mable already tried it a few years ago, and it did not seem very useful.” Eugenie explained, “Ice Jade Flower can suppress the effects of Necro Poison, but there is no guarantee of it working. Necro Poison’s effects are largely triggered by the carrier’s emotions. In the case of Mable, who has experienced significant trauma in losing a loved one, even the Ice Jade Flower cannot suppress her emotions.” A thought suddenly occurred to Solomon. “Are you saying that if Mable and Master Blair are together, the effects of Necro Poison will not s
Lemon nodded, looking adorable as always. She then took Spike’s hand, “Okay, hold my hand!” When Mable went downstairs, she saw Eugenie waiting for her in the living room. Rahman was standing next to her with his hands on his hips and was busy bombarding her with a series of questions. “I heard you’re from South Jumonte. Isn’t that where Necro Poison is from? Since you know so much about it, why can't you figure out how to detoxify it? Speaking of which, you’re pretty young so I don’t think you’d be so experienced yet. Do you have a master?” Eugenie picked her ears, seemingly annoyed with how talkative Rahman was. She grumbled at him, “Why do you have so many questions? First of all, yes, I am indeed from southern South Jumonte. Second, knowing a lot about the Necro Poison doesn’t mean I know every single little thing about it. Third, I may be young, but I know what I’m doing and am better than the average practitioner. Finally, my master is dead!” Rahman cast another faint
Mable stared at the display. Her first thought went to Jeremiah, who she had locked up in her basement. Connor must have known about Jeremiah coming to Richworth. The only reason he was calling must be that he found out about what happened. Mable flicked a look at Eugenie. “Sorry, I need to take this.” Eugenie smiled and nodded. The moment Mable answered the call, her tone turned rather confrontative “Yeah?” Connor's voice rang out from the other end of the phone, “Astrid, it's me.” “What's up?” Judging by Connor’s brief silence, he must not have been expecting Mable to be so indifferent toward him. After several seconds, he spoke, “I heard about Jeremiah going down to Richworth to see you. They said you injured him and have him locked up. Is that true?” “There are some things I needed solving and I figured I should speak to him about it.” Connor grunted and asked, “What is it that you can't figure out?” Mable sneered, “Where do I start? Why are you so
“Who… Who is it?” “It was Blair!” Mable's pupils shrank in an instant as her eyes grew wide with disbelief. “How... How is that possible?! “Blair is the son of Moon and Luke?” “Even though I am not related to Moon by blood, she is still my rightful sister in the eyes of the law. Since you are my daughter, do you realize what it means if you get involved with Blair? It’s incest!” Mable felt the strength drain out of her legs and slumped onto the couch. If what Connor claimed was true, would it not mean that Blair was her cousin? She did not know how to describe the turmoil of emotions inside her at this moment. Her lips quivered and her voice grew hoarse, “This is why you tried so hard to keep me and Blair from being together.” “That's right.” Mable wanted to laugh. Never in her wildest dreams would she imagine this to be the reason. So what if they were cousins? Moon was just the adopted daughter of the family. This meant she was not related by blood
Meanwhile, in Italee.Connor stared at the disconnected phone; his expression was grim. Rory sat on the opposite couch, legs crossed with a relaxed demeanor on his face. "How's it going?" he asked Connor, raising his eyebrow.Connor snorted and tossed the phone onto the coffee table. "This girl has her heart set on Blair!"Rory replied casually, "I've told you before that her feelings for Blair run deep. Even if they're biologically related, she wouldn't change her feelings for Blair."The more Connor spoke, the angrier he became. "Feelings? She doesn't even know what she's doing!"Rory asked while leaning back, "Mr. Connor, you mentioned the side effects regarding the Necro Poison. Are they real?""What? Do you think I'm lying to you?"Rory pondered for a moment. "Not exactly. I've looked into the Necro Poison, and the side effects you mentioned exist. But there haven't been any previous cases like this.""Astrid and Blair are living examples."Connor sipped his tea and c