Verona loved the scent. "Thanks for the aromatherapy pendant. You're always thinking of me, Mindy."She'd been doubtful of Mindy, but that was already a thing of the past. "Mr. Carver Senior is a bit too cruel. Why didn't he invite you? Rainbow is his biological granddaughter, but you've also done a lot for the family over the years.""It's nothing, Verona." Mindy smiled. She cast her gaze down, concealing the calculating glint in her eyes. "Let me put it around your neck."Verona nodded with a smile. "I don't know why, but none of the many fragrances I've used overseas can compare to this one. They all fall short in some way.""You're always busy with work and don't get enough good-quality sleep. This aromatherapy pendant helps with relieving stress." As Mindy spoke, the sinister intent behind her smile grew. Verona didn't notice she was inhaling the scent like an addict.Mindy hadn't wanted to infuse the pendant with too much of the addictive herbs because extended exposure to
Mindy held Kylie's hand. "Let's not talk about this, Kylie.""Why not? I've never seen anything like this," Kylie snapped. "Don't worry. We'll take you in with us even if you aren't invited. Mr. Carver won't just stand by as someone else does this to you. If you aren't there, how will you watch that country bumpkin embarrass herself?""She's right, Mindy," someone else said. "You should go so that the country bumpkin knows how inadequate she is compared to you!""We still don't know how ugly she may be. Now that she doesn't have a gown made, she might have no choice but to wear some random dress she got from Temu. Now that'd be embarrassing."The young ladies laughed unanimously. Mindy did the same thing as always—she'd say it wasn't appropriate, but she'd do nothing to stop them. She needed to let some emotions fester, and they'd serve as nutrients for those herbs. Mindy looked at the hair accessories they were wearing and finally felt more at peace.Kylie said, "I asked Phil
Aria was still thinking about how she'd catch those people in the act during the banquet. Procuring a gown and jewelry paled in comparison to that.She had someone install a sewing machine in the mansion. The jewelry was easy to deal with—she hadn't unboxed the dozens of gifts a certain person had given her, and she was sure there were priceless jewelry pieces in them. Aria mulled over what style to choose for her gown. She hadn't sketched anything new in a while. The one she'd hastily put together recently was praised to no end, but she personally thought it was overly detailed.Warren was still fuming. "Those ladies are simply too underhanded. How could they do that?"As Georgina worked on ascertaining his condition, she said, "Hasn't Aria said that she'd deal with it? Stop getting worked up over it. You can't lose your temper if only for the sake of your health."Despite what she told Warren, Georgina was concerned about Aria's situation. Thanks to her past experiences working
Georgina resolved to never let Marshall know about Aria's wealthy family. She didn't know what Marshall would do otherwise. He'd probably latch onto Aria and insist that the Carvers repaid them for their efforts in bringing Aria up for the past decades. Georgina knew very well that Marshall wasn't a good man and didn't want him to negatively impact Aria's life again. However, someone else had planned to make that happen. The first thing Mindy did after leaving the art gallery was to contact the Kents. Thanks to Dorothy's past connections, it wasn't difficult for her to reach Marshall. She couldn't expose who she was, so she went through a few hoops just to inform Marshall about the banquet the next day. Marshall hadn't paid the messages he'd received any heed until they came the second time. "I heard you've been looking for your ex-foster daughter, Mr. Kent. What if I tell you now, Mr. Kent, that she's doing well for herself now that she's in Janovin and planned on kicking yo
"The number of infants involved is unusually high, yet the higher-ups remain oblivious to this operation. Strangely, no directives have been issued regarding it too."Aria raised a brow. "Should we dig deeper, boss?" the agent asked.Aria thought about Nyx's words, and her gaze darkened. "No, don't. Send me the information, and I'll do it. Remember, don't involve yourself in anything related to the hospital."The conjuror who'd injured Nyx was undoubtedly skilled in the arts, and Aria was never one to let people close to her take serious risks.She constantly felt that a massive web was being spread out, and the Carvers weren't the only prey caught in it.Aside from the Carver family's fortune, the people behind the scenes also wanted something else. However, Aria still hadn't figured out what to be exact, seeing as the other party concealed themselves well. The Special Missions Unit was independent from the system. Even the HOU didn't have the right to command them because th
Fiona's brothers were conspicuously absent, leaving her feeling somewhat dejected. Whether they were deliberately avoiding her or simply unsure how to face her, Fiona couldn't shake the sadness. She recognized her own faults, but that didn't lessen the sting.Now that she was home, she was determined to resolve the misunderstandings between them. Aria had given her the courage to do so.Fiona's experience with Leon had shown her the importance of rectifying mistakes, particularly those affecting loved ones, before it was too late. Otherwise, she would forever be haunted by regret. Her sisters-in-law were all watching her. They didn't know the extent of her recovery. Would Fiona have them call a random girl their niece as she'd done previously?This was why no one dared speak at first. A barrier still existed between them and Fiona—their husbands had gone to great lengths for Fiona, but her past indiscretions had humiliated the Grishams, fostering deep-seated resentment.Fiona kne
The following day, Prosper Hotel hosted the grand banquet. Media giants and successors of prominent Janovin families arrived in waves, all eager to attend.The invitations had come from Warren, not Owen. While these prominent families were on the rise, they still fell short of the Carvers in their heyday. Even now, they still hadn't figured out the Carver family's connections.They all knew that Warren was not one they could risk offending, so they were polite as they expressed their congratulations. Some media outlets were there solely to catch a glimpse of Warren's granddaughter, while others had been personally invited.The socialites, eager to witness Aria's humiliation, were in for a surprise. Leon, having learned of their intentions, had mobilized his resources. Luxury items, usually unattainable for the average person, were readily available to him.No designer could resist his patronage when he sought a limited-edition couture gown. All the brands he represented were high
Despite being Aria's brother, Leon hadn't been of any help. However, he felt warm whenever he thought about how those clothes were all made by Aria.The designers were still raving. "Your family's entrance is going to make a huge splash. Lamar has never designed anything like this before—it's stunning!"Keith had already arranged for two MPVs, and he'd also contacted Jeffrey. By 4:00 pm, most of the attendees had arrived. Mindy arrived with Owen, their arms linked. She wore a fluffy white haute couture dress and a white pearl hair clip. With flawless skin and exquisite makeup, she looked like a princess.In front of the media, Owen maintained his usual image as the gentle company president. It was as if the hotel incident was merely a misunderstanding."The public is speculating over the recent discovery of your daughter. Do you want to tell us anything about that, Mr. Carver?" a bold reporter asked.Owen chuckled. "I'm happy, of course. My daughter has returned, all thanks to t
"But he does look familiar." This was the first time Morwenna had such a feeling. It was as if the man from the York family was even more noble than her. Before him, she felt like a nobody. The idea of that provoked Morwenna. She was a deity from Krowo, so who was he to make her feel this way? "I think you should find a chance for me to meet that guy from the York family sometime." Morwenna met the old man's eyes. "The Yorks are the true noble family when it comes to protecting the nation. They've just been focused on commerce for the past century, which made us overlook them. The Yorks might be helpful to us." "I'll look into it." The old man glanced aside. "But why haven't you completed the tasks I assigned?" William stepped forward and said, "Sir, I came to bring good news. We've located the celestial essence you sensed earlier. Rest assured, we'll present it to you soon." "Good." This was the first time the old man showed satisfaction in days. "Before you bring it, inve
The child's fate was not merely at odds with his own—it actively threatened it. On that fateful day, the old man had been plagued by dreams from a distant past, visions long buried in the sands of time. It became clear that his unnatural existence, suspended between life and death as a half-human, half-ghost, was tethered to the very essence of that unborn child.A shadow crossed his eyes as he clenched his fists. "Perhaps I should have altered my perspective earlier. It's time to take a proper look at that child... the one I couldn't read, no matter how hard I tried."Morwenna's voice, filled with venom, cut through the silence. "The Carvers have always been a thorn in our side. They were a problem then, and they remain one now. We should've eliminated that woman before she could interfere."The old man shot her a sidelong glance. "You need to keep your presence hidden in Farshya. Stop drawing attention by appearing in their churches. I've told you before not to provoke the Farshya
Something had fallen to the ground, and a small shadow began to stir behind the curtains."She's not only hindering you but me as well," came a voice that sounded like that of a little girl. Yet, it carried an unsettling, unnatural tone, more akin to the mechanical chatter of those dolls."How could she return?" Behind the curtain, the shadow's long hair seemed to extend at an unnatural speed, growing longer by the second.The entire mansion was cloaked in an eerie atmosphere. The butler at the door stood trembling, yet William appeared almost euphoric as he bowed low and said reverently, "Morwenna, you've finally regained yourself!"The wooden doll named Morwenna let out a mocking laugh. "Regained myself? Is this what you call recovery?"The shadow behind the curtain trembled, and the lights overhead flickered ominously."We anticipated years ago that she would disrupt everything, that the Carver family's plans would crumble," Morwenna hissed. "And yet, you let her return!"A l
Furrowing his eyebrows, the old man moved his fingers as if counting something. "That's weird, then."It was the same issue as before—he couldn't predict anything about Aria. If she had some ties to Homer, he should at least catch a glimpse of it. At best, she would only be Homer's apprentice. Yet, she remained an enigma beyond his foresight, shielded from even his most refined techniques.If someone was backing her, how did they conceal her from his visions? And why?The recent downfall of the Daley family was equally perplexing. It had been executed so seamlessly that no one even noticed until it was too late. The Daleys had served the country well, earning enough merit to secure the higher-ups' protection. But despite this, they were wiped out overnight.This incident triggered a memory—the old man recalled an organization he had encountered in passing—the Special Missions Unit.The unit was not affiliated with any government, yet it was always a step ahead in hunting down spie
The old man glanced at William and spoke sharply. "What went wrong with the seal?"William bowed his head, unable to provide a clear answer. "The rumors about the Daley family emerged from nowhere. We tried to suppress the information while investigating the source, but all efforts were futile."Nobody knew who the Daley family had provoked, only knowing the higher-ups were the ones giving orders. Plus, the entire case was executed quickly and privately. It was as if someone was targeting the Daley family. "The case wasn't investigated using normal procedures at all. I can't reach out to the Daley family without risking exposure. I'm afraid someone might recognize me. "If I'm identified, all our hard work over the years will unravel. And now, the matter has already been brought to light online, putting us in a precarious position."They had used a lot of energy and time to ensure their plan was executed perfectly. Their actions had gone unnoticed for the past few years. Howeve
Sam had always been by Aria's side during her bouts of self-doubt. That was why she had always prayed that Tobias' ominous prediction would never come true.Before he vanished, Tobias had warned her that if Chaos reemerged, it would wreak havoc across the world. And when that moment arrived, Aria would need to steel herself and eliminate it.But Aria disagreed. To her, Sam was like family. He would happily carry out her every request as long as he was rewarded with a bit of food. How could such an earnest and loyal companion be a threat?Sam was undoubtedly righteous, just somewhat slow to react. How could he possibly bring chaos to the world?Aria could only dismiss the grim rumors as baseless. Either that or Sam had been misled by someone else.Pahana had once told her that Sam had a previous master. He was still young then and couldn't yet distinguish right from wrong. It must have been that previous master who failed to teach him properly.The notion that Sam could be a dange
It was a rare, honorable opportunity. If Pahana's worthless father could witness him now, he'd surely regret abandoning him and his mother.Pahana understood Aria could have chosen not to give him the merits. She could have chosen to continue enslaving him like the other fortune tellers. Yet, she chose to honor her promise, compensating him for his efforts.If all humans kept their promises like Aria, creatures like Pahana wouldn't harbor such deep hatred that they'd want to devour them.Approaching Aria, Pahana was ready to repay her generosity by renewing the blood pact. However, Aria stopped him. She wasn't interested in complicating things further. Who knew where she'd be a century from now? There was no point in binding herself to a lizard—especially when the river was so polluted.Her eyes darkened. "No need. Just stop eating humans and keep an eye on the river. You saw how I handled things. If you don't want to end up as grilled lizard meat, behave.""Ms. Carver, don't worr
With a thud, Pahana fell flat on the ground. He was utterly speechless. Why did Aria suddenly lash out at him?Aria regarded him with a calm yet piercing gaze. "You had a sly look on your face just now. What were you scheming?"Pahana was still far from being fully obedient. Since she had taken him in, it fell upon Aria to teach him the proper order.Pahana blinked, bewildered. This was simply how he looked—Aria couldn't blame him for appearing sly just because of his natural features."I'm merely admiring your skill," he ventured carefully, trying to appease her. "Your mastery of the Decatorian way is impressive." He was referring to how she used Landon's heavenly fortune to sever the binding contract.Aria could sense the subtle disloyalty within Pahana. Cunning was second nature to lizards like him, but with a contract binding them, it was of little concern to her. She glanced down at Pahana, who was sprawled at her feet and spoke coolly, "That's not all I'm good at. I'm also
Back then, those fortune tellers were blind to Landon's true identity and insisted on sealing him away underground. Landon must be seeking revenge for what happened back then.That explained his pursuit of Aria.To Pahana, Aria was an enigma. Her skills were average, yet she possessed undeniable talent and a unique approach that defied the traditional Decatorian methods he knew.Fortune tellers were rarely bound by the conventional, their minds trained to think in ways others could not fathom. Pahana could also feel the hidden strength within Aria, a power she kept buried deep.Landon must have noticed that and sought to consume her soul.Yet Pahana found no trace of a binding contract between Landon and Aria.There were rumors, however, that Landon had once made a pact with a woman who was as infamous as she was beautiful. She was a woman of no redeeming qualities, a heartless temptress who reveled in tormenting others. Her disrespect for people was unmatched, yet Landon had