Chapter 175

Something about Joseph's low voice and the ominous weather made him look more menacing than he already did. Once Suzette saw him, she knew he was no savior but rather the devil incarnate.

"Stay- Stay away from me!" Suzette screamed in fear but quickly passed out from shock after that.

"I see that you're still useless after all these years." Joseph sighed. "Bring her home."

"Yes, sir!"

On the other hand, the rain continued to fall as Madeline, and the others returned to the Maple Forest Villa, giving Noah a perfect opportunity.

"Madeline, I know you're upset with me, but the rain's making it impossible, and I'm tired. Can't you let me rest for a while?" With puppy eyes, Noah pleaded at Madeline at the entrance.

"Fine, but we're leaving once the rain stops!" Madeline noticed Noah's pale face and reluctantly agreed to stay.

"Great." Noah beamed and was helped up the stairs by Dylan. Unable to hold back any longer, Noah spat out a mouthful of blood once they reached the second floor, shocking Dylan.

"Noah!"

"Shh, quiet. Don't let Madeline hear you."

"What happened? Why did you suddenly spit out blood?" Dylan asked as he recalled Noah was doing well following a prior checkup.

nothing. My wound

lifted up Noah's shirt to examine the wound on his abdomen; blood had already seeped through the bandage. Upon removing the bandage, he finally noticed a tiny wound right above

fine Gold Thread managed to stab through

Dylan thought to himself angrily. If he did not notice it by then, there was a good chance Noah would probably tell him once

alright." Noah noticed Dylan's worried look and quickly reassured

'alright'? Do you know

think she'd be looking for

you're not afraid that she'd cry if you die?" Dylan glared at him while taking out his medicine chest to treat his wound. Thankfully he had brought a designated medicine chest, or else Noah's condition would have been

seeing that I have you here,"

that's flattering, but if we'd been even a few minutes late, my

"Thank you, Dylan."

really want to be thankful, then

"Alright."

Carefully, Dylan smeared the special ointment over the wound and replaced the bandage. As much as it had annoyed him, he did not have the heart to teach

worried about me, so I will do as you

buy me a

if I double the budget for research

relieved that Noah was not babbling

covered in scratches, so it'd be great if you could tend to her wounds. It's not that I'm begging you. I'm just scared that she won't cooperate with me later

"Of course!"

"Thanks a lot!"

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