Chapter 968 Serve Tea to Master

The implication was that Dominik would eventually eradicate them to prevent any future troubles if they decided to cooperate and support him to become the head of the clan.

"You're the prince of Castron. Use that as a condition to negotiate with Dominik. I believe you'll obtain some unexpected gains from each other," Antheena concluded her speech. Her words seemed to awaken Zac from a dream.

A sudden realization struck him, and his eyes flickered with a dim light of understanding. Then, he smiled knowingly. "You're intelligent, Antheena."

Her kind reminder filled his satisfaction toward her that day. Subsequently, he glared at the servant nearby. "Why are you standing there doing nothing? Don't you know how to serve tea to the guest?"

That night, Zac secretly met with Dominik. They shared a private discussion in the room that lasted more than two hours before they departed the venue separately.

That was a night where few people would be able to sleep peacefully. The ascension ceremony was getting closer with every minute. Hence, the Ledgers and the Elrods were training their troops secretly to carry out various schemes.

When Veronica and Shirley were hospitalized, Crayson kept attempting to visit them at the hospital, but Matthew repeatedly rejected the man's request.


After learning that they were about to be discharged, he decided to visit One Piece Restaurant in person to meet with them. He entered before Dean went upstairs to knock on Veronica's door, stating, "Miss Murphy, Mr. Crayson is here."

Veronica had been resting on a deck chair on the balcony when she heard Dean's announcement. A layer of frost instantly appeared on her chilly countenance. Rising to her feet, she walked over and opened the door to tell Dean, "Let him up."

"Alright." He nodded.

Just as he was about to leave, she halted him. "Wait."

"Do you need anything else, Miss Murphy?"

"Don't let Skyler and Shirley know about his arrival," she reminded anxiously.

"Okay." Dean accepted the order and went back downstairs.

A few minutes later, Crayson appeared outside the living room. He wore a black double-breasted shirt with short sleeves, a pair of gray, loose pants, and a headpiece with a black-and-gray plaid pattern. It was the typical dressing style of the hidden clan.

Standing by the door, the usual hale and hearty man seemed mournful and bleak, giving off dispirit. In the beginning, Veronica did not even bother to glance at him; instead, she simply sat on the couch and brewed a pot of tea. Her movements were slow, almost as though she enjoyed the leisurely moments in life. At the same time, it felt like she was waiting for something.

"Are you alone?" Crayson casually inquired upon seeing her solitude.

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