Aria's eyes flickered at his words, and she recalled the burdens from the sins he carried. He had been kind to her, and she felt the need to repay him somehow. She reached out, gently holding his wrist to read his pulse. Though it appeared as if she was examining him, she was actually working to alleviate some of his burdens. As a practitioner in esoteric arts, she had many ways to help.However, Landon avoided her touch. "Don't misuse your magic."Aria felt that Landon was not easy to fool. He seemed to know everything.Was it because he read a lot of books? Aria propped her chin and got lost in her thoughts.Suddenly, she spoke up, "By the way, the spirits I adopted are afraid of you."Landon chuckled, wrapping her in a coat. "Do I look scary? You should help them build their courage. They could learn from Sam."Only four Perils existed in the world, like Sam. These creatures were embodiments of pure evil, leaving destruction in their wake. Yet, not all of them had been see
Aria was still pondering Nyx's words. What would the Wagner family have for Nyx to follow them involuntarily?She touched the Charm Coin to contact Nyx. She sought answers about what transpired at the Layne residence, how he ended up gravely injured, and his sudden appearance at Edenvale Children's Hospital. Yet silence greeted her queries.Puzzled, Aria glanced at Landon, eyebrows raised. She couldn't fathom why the little ones seemed to cower before him.Landon noticed her gaze and put down his work phone with a slight smile. He retrieved a bottle of water from the car's fridge and handed it to her, asking calmly, "Why the curious look?""Nothing much." Aria yawned lazily. "You go ahead and work. Wake me up when we arrive."The toll of dismantling a formation always left her drowsy, something Tobias had warned her about. She needed rest after such exhausting work, and the comfort of the car quickly lulled her into sleep.Landon watched her delicate features, a peculiar tenderne
Aria's remarkable resilience was the only thing shielding her from the chaos engulfing the Carver family.A selfish, duplicitous father, a cunning sponsee, and a host of scheming aristocratic families circled her like vultures.Landon could barely hold back his anger when he thought of that. He would gladly help Aria finish them off if she wanted to, and he didn't care if he broke the rules.He fiddled with his bracelet. When he looked up again, his demeanor seemed to have changed.Meanwhile, Aria had a dream. The dream was even more bizarre this time. The setting was the "Survival of the Fittest", but Leon's fate had taken a tragic turn. He lay buried beneath the children's hospital, having sacrificed himself to save another. The twin siblings had transformed into Wrathborns, creatures of vengeance.The dream twisted, bringing her to Leon's final visit home, a stormy confrontation."I won't accept it. No one can replace Aria," Leon's voice was thick with defiance. His gaze was
This meant Jeffrey and Leon had died before she returned, all because of these accidents.When Aria woke up, her breathing was erratic, and she had a splitting headache. Despite having endured countless dreams before, this one left her feeling as though a crushing weight bore down on her chest, suffocating her.With missing memories and underlying psychological issues, she'd been indifferent to family relationships.The notion of seeking out her birth parents had always seemed a distant thought, a task for those who cared enough to find her. But now, as the remnants of her dream clung to her mind, a sharp pang struck her heart.Leon looked so lonely, standing alone under the moonless sky. He wanted her to return, but he didn't want her to suffer and get acknowledged alongside a Carver family's sponsee.Leon's online reputation was poor. Yet, he instinctively saved others in danger during the show.Leon questioned Fiona, as he wanted her to support him. However, the outcome left h
Aria's eyes held a simmering resentment. Whenever she felt this way, it led her thoughts to darker places, like Landon's neck, for instance.It wasn't the first time she'd been tempted to bite it. The black mist surrounding him, coupled with his alluring fortune, was an irresistible combination.She had to admit, though, that the most captivating aspect was his scent, which was intoxicating, and his strikingly handsome face.Landon possessed a noble destiny and many merits yet was weighed down by his karma. This duality made him irresistibly attractive to Aria.She knew her behavior was odd but couldn't resist sinking her teeth into his neck. His scent calmed the effects of the nightmare and cleared her mind.Seeing the change in Landon's usually pale face, Aria smiled. She thought he would look even more striking in a crimson robe instead of his usual black suit and white shirt. That would truly make him stand out.Aria suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity with his image
If the roles had been reversed, Leon would have asserted his brother's rights and pulled Landon out of the car. They weren't even married yet—how could such a thing happen in the car?But it was Aria who now had Landon pinned, her fingers clutching his collar, her gaze sending a clear message to Leon.Leon's mind was a tangled mess of confusion. He needed time to process what he was witnessing.What was Aria doing? Was she forcing herself onto Landon?Landon had a knack for glaring at anyone who encroached upon him. If he didn't consent, Aria couldn't overpower him. So, was it possible that Landon had subtly seduced Aria?Yet, the way Aria looked at him seemed too natural, too unforced. If word got out, people would accuse her of tainting Landon's purity.Leon paced restlessly next to the vehicle. Standing at the steakhouse entrance, Fiona cast a curious glance back at the scene. Why was Leon sighing and wringing his hands over something as simple as asking a couple to exit a v
Leon felt relieved that Landon treated Aria differently. He couldn't bear the thought of Aria being hurt by Landon or the tangled web of aristocratic intrigue.After a moment's contemplation, Leon spoke up. "Why not get engaged sooner?"His sudden proposal made Aria wonder if Leon was concerned about the jealousy and potential mistreatment she might face once the Carver family formally recognized her. He likely believed that Landon could protect her. After all, the York family had a prominent position in Janovin for decades.Aria tried to read Leon's intentions, but the closer she was to someone, the harder it was to predict. Typically, fortune tellers like her could foresee a person's future by their appearance. But with those she loved or herself, it was like a blank canvas.Despite being on the show with Leon, she hadn't detected the faintest shadow of doom around him. Leon wasn't someone destined for a short lifespan, nor was his end meant to be buried in some children's hospit
Leon was mischievous but was always fiercely protective of his family. Fiona understood the depth of his pain when Aria was kidnapped.Now that her children were reunited, tears welled up in Fiona's eyes. She'd never expected Leon to forgive her so quickly, especially after her harsh words during her illness.Fiona was never a weak person. Awakening from her prolonged "slumber" at the hotel, she realized she was a stranger to herself. She'd abandoned her career and even left Leon to bear the guilt alone.Fiona had two reasons for joining Leon's entertainment company—to make amends and to counter the online attacks against him. The public's cruelty toward Leon was unbearable, and as his mother, she wouldn't tolerate it.She wondered why Owen hadn't defended Leon, allowing his reputation to be damaged.Fiona knew Leon had left home because of Mindy, wanting nothing to do with the Carvers. Yet, he was Owen's son. How could Owen ignore it?Fiona clenched her fists, her gaze darkening
A young woman in a gown fanned herself, momentarily stunned by her boss' reaction. She raised an eyebrow. "Boss, what happened? Did you get killed again? Or did someone steal your treasure?"She had worked with him for years, yet this was the first time she had ever seen him so unsettled. He was always indifferent—unbothered by the Chamber of Commerce holding a meeting in their hotel. To him, the game he was playing was far more exciting than watching political maneuvering. No one would expect the owner of the Royal Hotel to have such a childish hobby, but she had long figured that he was simply too lazy to engage with people. Any prestigious family in Ludwiten would seize the chance to establish a connection with him, yet none dared to approach. His presence alone was enough to intimidate. He exuded an effortless allure, dressed in an immaculate suit with a sleek watch on his wrist. His dark hair framed a gaze that seemed to pull people in. And yet, she couldn't shake the
The deeper one ventured into the Royal Hotel, the more they realized its vastness.The hotel had three floors, its decor untouched by time, preserving the elegance of the war period. Rather than modern designs, it retained a vintage charm—even the waitresses dressed in traditional gowns, adding to its old-world allure. Beyond the grand banquet hall lay the renowned Moonlight Tower—the very heart of the establishment. At its center stood a 16-foot-high stage, where only the finest operas were performed. Even the waiters pouring wine might double as performers. This was what set the Royal Hotel apart. Items auctioned onstage were introduced by experts, and transactions at the bidding tables often exceeded billions. Once upon a time, the Royal Hotel was the secret ground where foreign dignitaries and royal attendants conducted discreet dealings. Strict formal attire was required for all who stepped inside. To the common folk, the Royal Hotel remained an enigma. They only knew
Lily wasn't naïve. She had climbed to her current status through sheer agility and sharp instincts. At Orion's words, she immediately pressed a hand to her temple, her expression shifting. "I've revealed far too many secrets today. My head won't stop aching… Perhaps it's due to my condition." Her explanation was enough to settle those around her. "Oh, Ms. Kent is having a headache.""You should rest, Ms. Kent. Predicting the future must be exhausting.""You've been working tirelessly, especially in the stock market lately."Their respectful words soothed her irritation. Why had she let a mere waitress get under her skin? It wasn't worth her time. Lily refocused on the reason she was here. She turned to Orion and spoke smoothly. "I only befriended all of you because I'm fated to meet Mr. Draycott. He's someone I deeply respect. Under his leadership, I'm certain the Chamber of Commerce will thrive." Orion clasped his hands together humbly. "Ms. Kent, you flatter me. I'm si
Orion had nearly destroyed Aria's reputation. After all, no elder should be kept waiting for their juniors.With the Grisham family also present, the situation became even more delicate. If word spread, their family's prestige would take a hit. Orion's goal was clear—he wanted to stir conflict between the Carver and Grisham families. With this growing misunderstanding, he was certain the Grishams wouldn't tolerate the Carvers' tardiness. But what happened next was beyond his expectations. Clyde, walking with his cane, halted upon hearing Orion's words. He spoke calmly, his tone indifferent. "According to the invitation, the Chamber of Commerce meeting starts in half an hour. Alex, you're being too hasty. Orion, you too. The Draycott family plays a key role in this gathering. Act with more maturity."Clyde's carefully chosen words completely dismantled Orion's previous manipulations. The atmosphere shifted. Everyone reconsidered—Clyde was right. There was still half an hour l
Clyde seemed to have noticed their gazes and walked toward them. Orion quickly masked his thoughts and forced a smile. "Waymond, why didn't you inform us that your father is feeling better? I could have prepared a more comfortable chair for him."Clyde glanced at him, clearly drawing boundaries as his elder. "There's no need to worry. You've been concerned about my health for a long time, Orion. However, you don't need to be anymore. Just proceed with the Chamber of Commerce as usual."Orion's gaze darkened. It seemed Clyde was still used to issuing orders as if the Draycott family remained under his thumb.Turning away, Orion shot a meaningful glance at the person beside him.Rex immediately understood. He said loudly, "Mr. Grisham Senior, we can't start just yet. There are still invitees who haven't arrived."Clyde turned to look at him, and Rex smiled. "You might not be aware, Mr. Grisham Senior, but the Carver family of Janovin has returned. Since the late Mr. Carver was one
Aria didn't wake up until around 11:00 am. She felt a lingering grogginess as she glanced to the side. The line between dream and reality blurred, leaving her uncertain of what she had experienced. It had been her first sensual dream, and to her surprise, the person involved was none other than her striking fiancé. The emotions she felt were hard to place, but the dream had been startlingly vivid.Fortune tellers could never see their past life or predict their current life. Aria had never thought about what her past life was about. Even if Tobias had told her a bit about it, she never really wondered about it. Aria figured that reincarnations existed for their own reasons. Besides, she didn't like to dwell on the past and preferred to look ahead. Therefore, she had never been interested in her past life.However, after receiving the Soul-Summoning Plaque, strange memories surfaced, leaving her eager to meet Tobias. But now, she wondered why he hadn't sought her out. Before she
Back then, Orion had no means of contacting the Royal Hotel. Yet, his achievements in Ludwiten over the years had earned him a rightful place in the Chamber of Commerce. With its storied past, the Royal Hotel was the most enigmatic establishment in Ludwiten. Not even the powerful York family or the Chamber of Commerce could influence its operations. The force behind the Royal Hotel was undeniably formidable.It was whispered that only Barron could enter the hotel's inner circle. However, he kept all matters to himself, never revealing a word to the outside world.This secrecy weighed heavily on Orion. Despite his prominence in Ludwiten, many in the Chamber of Commerce looked down upon him.He had overheard people say it would be better if Barron were around. It struck him as odd that a man who had been dead for years could still hold such influence.Orion would never forget the Carver family's near fall from grace, nor how they had manipulated Owen upon his arrival in Ludwiten. H
Orion originally intended to use Clyde's health to pressure Waymond and secure his influence in the Chamber of Commerce. However, Waymond unexpectedly claimed that Orion's connections were unnecessary.This meant the Grisham family could not be swayed and would reject his terms, completely derailing his plans.Logically, no doctor in Ludwiten should be able to treat Clyde—Orion had already confirmed this with Lennox. Lennox had assured him that he was the foremost expert in the field, with no one in Farshyan's medical community able to compete with him, thus making him the authority in the matter.So Orion wondered who had replaced the doctor assigned to the Grisham residence and convinced them to change their minds. He racked his brain but couldn't come up with a solution. There were always those in Ludwiten who thought they could challenge him, like the Hawke family, who had previously opposed him but were now begging for mercy. Beyond that, no one dared cross him. Only the Ca
The frosted shadows stretched across the bed, their movement rippling across the vast lake. Yet, aside from Landon, only Aria remained in the room. A faint ringing echoed from Aria's ankle, the soft chime of the bell attached to a gold chain that bound her. Every movement she made caused the bell to tremble.Despite her frantic efforts to escape, the chains held tight, offering no freedom. Her breath came in shallow gasps, dragging her deeper into helplessness.The man's voice, low and seductive, whispered in her ear. "Relax a little, master." His tone was smooth, but his grip on her waist remained firm, unyielding.His warm breath traced a path up her spine, sending a shiver through her. Aria's brow furrowed almost instinctively in response.Their reflections danced on the lake's surface, distorted by the ripples. Aria's eyes, tinged with a faint red haze, gazed back. Her fair skin contrasted sharply with the disarray of her clothing—a robe slipping loosely at her waist, giving