In a bedroom of the villa, Felix furrowed his brow deeply. He had been checking Leslie's pulse for a long time, but he couldn't sense any abnormalities in her body. He was at a loss about why she had fainted. "Could it really be a toxin I've never encountered before? Even Mr. Hoffman can't do anything about it? How can I possibly resolve this?" he mused aloud as he felt his anxiety grow.The nine fellow apprentices were like family to him, and seeing Leslie collapse in front of him caused him to feel immense pain.Just then, Leslie opened her eyes, managing a weak smile. "Did I faint? How long has it been?" "It's been half an hour," Felix replied."That's longer than before. At first, it was just a bit of dizziness, but now it's half an hour. If this continues, I might not wake up at all the next time I faint." Leslie was undeniably beautiful. Her short hair accentuated her delicate and refined appearance, bringing out the fairness of her skin. Her words and expressions stirre
Leslie's face turned red again after hearing Felix's words. Recalling the wild moment they shared, she felt a longing to experience it once more but forced herself to suppress those urges. "Stop joking around. Didn't you say you would introduce me to an apprentice? Bring her over," Leslie instructed."Alright." After his call with Alistair, Felix was about to say something when Leslie placed a finger on his lips. "You don't need to make me any promises. I understand your situation." Felix felt moved that his fellow apprentices truly understood him. In comparison, Xena seemed to lack in that aspect. Just half an hour later, Alistair rushed in with his sister. "Yara, thank Dr. Zeller for saving your life." Having been unconscious previously, Alistair sincerely appreciated Felix's help."No need to thank me. Have my fellow apprentice take a look at her first." Nodding, Leslie approached and examined Yara. Her expression soon lit up with joy. "Yes, the constitution of her
A stern-looking middle-aged man sat in the living room of the mansion. The middle-aged man was Andrei Hawkins.Just then, his subordinate reported, "Mr. Hawkins, we've checked, and the bombs in the car are real." A flicker of surprise passed through Andrei's eyes. "Oh? It seems the death of his son has hit him hard." At that moment, the door opened, and Perry walked in. "You are finally willing to see me!" Andrei smiled. "If I refused, would you have blown up my door?" Perry sat down, expressionless. "Andrei, I know you hate me. Ever since the moment I took her from you, you've held a deep-seated grudge against me. Now that I'm here, you can finally fulfill your wish." Waving his hand, Andrei maintained his smile and said, "Don't be so pessimistic. Your ability to father children should still be intact. You understand what I mean, right?" There was a crazy light in Perry's eyes as he shouted, "No! My son is dead, and there will never be another! I have to kill that person.
At Yardley Dining, Felix entered the private room to find George already sipping on some soup."Don't mind me, Mr. Zeller. I just couldn't resist having a couple of spoonfuls," George said.Felix made no comment. Seeming frustrated, he asked, "Did we really have to have lunch together at noon?""Of course! After the concert, I'm heading back to Yartford tonight. You have no idea when you'll return to Yartford, so we need to catch up!" George replied. Then, as if remembering something, he added, "I have a friend coming too. Someone I consider a brother. His background is even more prominent than mine. Is that alright with you?"Felix picked up the bowl in front of him and took a sip before responding, "Since you've already decided for me, what can I say?" He knew George meant well. After all, anyone George regarded as a close brother had to be someone significant. Besides, having more friends meant more connections. But although the world was supposed to work that way, Felix f
Ryan left after giving his warning. He had only consumed a bowl of soup during their encounter. "Mr. Zeller, I'm so sorry," George said.Felix chuckled in response. "What does it have to do with you? I seem to naturally attract trouble, so it's no big deal."Regardless of what Ryan intended, Felix wouldn't hold back if it came down to a confrontation. George understood that Felix was a reasonable person but couldn't help but show a hint of bitter amusement."To be honest, Mr. Zeller, you really gave me quite a shock! Do you actually have some connection with Lady Nala?" George asked.Seeing George's reaction, Felix sensed something was off. "What's going on? Do you know something?"George sighed, and his eyes flickered with mixed emotions. "In all of Dragonia, anyone capable of stepping into the upper echelons knows that Lady Nala has five admirers, and Ryan is one of them! Let's not talk about the others. Anyway, given her status, all those who pursue her have a great status."
It would be a lie to say that Michelle was completely unbothered. However, she wasn't one to retaliate with sharp words. Instead, she spoke in a low voice. "We're all colleagues. Is this really necessary?"The two women sneered. "What? You still won't admit you sold a villa with your body? If you can, why don't you sell a few more houses? How ridiculous!""That's right. If you want us to stop casting weird glances at you, you should prove us wrong with your actions. But do you have that ability?" Just as their taunts faded, a colleague, accompanied by a woman, rushed over. "Michelle, this client is looking for you."Michelle quickly turned away, and a signature smile appeared on her face. "Hello, I'm Michelle Smith."The newcomer was Wendy, who looked her up and down before smiling. "I'm Wendy Kinsley. I'd like to buy two villas from you if that's okay?"Michelle could hardly believe her ears. After a moment, she quickly responded with enthusiasm, "Of course! Please follow me. I
Before George could finish speaking, Michelle had already covered her mouth in shock. The expressions of those around her mirrored her disbelief. It had to be a joke. Rolling two dice could yield a maximum number of 12, which meant potentially buying 12 villas. If that were the case, Michelle would earn so much in commissions that she could kick back and relax.Even though the probability of rolling a 12 was exceedingly low, it didn't matter; the smallest number was two, meaning she would still be making a huge profit. The crowd slowly began to realize that Michelle's success was not merely luck. Clearly, someone powerful was supporting her.Even the sales manager and several members of the management team rushed out, as the commotion was too great to ignore. At that moment, George had already tossed the two dice onto the ground. After rolling around, they came to a stop, prompting everyone to gasp."Wow, it's 12! Why didn't I have this luck when I was gambling?" George muttered,
The VIP seats were in the middle of the concert hall, closest to the performance stage. Everyone knew they were reserved only for the elites. Naturally, most of them were young people; the older generation was rarely seen. Dreamscape wouldn't invite them, either.The VIP seats were all large, single-person couches with unmatched comfort. Beside each couch was a small table with various fruits and drinks.George was one of the earliest to arrive. He had nodded repeatedly to many people he knew, although not to the extent of standing up and greeting them. A polite nod was more than enough.However, he had to stand for some people, such as Nala, who was just passing by him now."Lady Nala, I can't believe you actually came."Nala, as always, wore her veil. Whenever people saw her, there was an urge to lift the veil, though none had the courage."Hmm."With a slight nod, Nala continued onward with Yvonne by her side."Could you let me say a few words to Yvonne?"Without breaking h