Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter121 From Now On, Never Push Me Away No Matter What Happens

Master Sylvester Gomez had no interest in the ongoing contest. As soon as Josh Fudge finished speaking, he whisked Lela away.

Before leaving, Lela gave Big White a nod. The lion's deep blue eyes locked onto her, filled with affection and longing...

Trembling with resignation, Mildred Gomez led the lion to the animal trainer to have its wound treated. A desolate feeling washed over her. Why was it always her job...

Vincent and Burl Cain stepped out from the tour car, witnessing the unsettling scene and exchanged glances.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Burl asked Goy Gomez, "Goy, what in the world is going on here?"

Goy offered a wry smile at the sight of a pale-faced Mildred, "Sorry, I'm as clueless about the specifics as you are, but..."

Burl, with a gossip-hungry grin, urged, "But what? Spit it out, man."

He was intrigued to find that Master Sylvester was skilled in animal handling, and even managed to subdue a ferocious lion. Goy recollected the recent events thoughtfully, "That lion seems to recognize Miss Lela; it's... rather obedient towards her."

Standing by, the ever-skeptical Vincent's mouth twitched in disbelief, "What, now even wild beasts fall for beauty?"

Look who's

came from

the number of fierce beasts they had brought down. Josh Fudge, on the other hand, was more interested in tracking the elusive white lion, his hunting trophies fairly modest. Vincent and Burl Cain hadn't hunted at all; driven purely by curiosity, they simply

was Victor who slaughtered his way to the top,

his arms, was the picture

crowded around him with lavish

Victor's trophies and quipped with a smirk, "Well, if it isn't the great Mr. Victor. Looks like the Zephyr Gold Mines are yours now." Victor chuckled. "Then I must thank

wave of indifference, instructed his men to draft the agreement.

not too busy, go enjoy yourselves. And tonight, we've got a banquet

An invitation to a gathering personally hosted by Josh was not something to take lightly; it was a perfect opportunity to

wealthy were nothing short of resource-exchange hubs. Grasping even a

...

Master Sylvester Gomez's retreating figure, Josh Fudge turned

motion as soon as

responding, "Everything is prepared, sir. The shipment is on its way, all in the

Have them trained and

"Yes, Mr. Fudge."