Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 137 A Kiss from Sylvester Gomez Makes Everything Better

Having completed her tasks, Cicery finally approached the vanity, pouring a combination of bubble bath and bath salts into the tub before she lowered herself into the water.

She washed herself from head to toe. Despite the fragrant bath products and deodorizing products meant to neutralize any lingering odors, Cicery could still detect the faintest hint of iron. Her senses were sharper than most, and she had no doubt that Sylvester Gomez possessed a similar acuity.

At the Grayfury Weather Bureau, Violet sent an urgent message, prompting the senior staff to immediately dispatch a task.

Following months of data collection on rainfall, temperatures, and sunlight intensity, the Climate Control Office received the information, initiating a comparison and started operations for cloud seeding.

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Outside the Presidential Suite, Sylvester Gomez boiled water for sanitization before he began preparing the ingredients. His skills were adept, and in no time, he had finished preparing a roasted turkey and a grilled chicken salad. Meanwhile, at another burner, a pot of sweet corn soup cooked in the pressure cooker.

echoed from the bathroom, as if someone had fallen to the ground. As if on cue, a torrential downpour

by Cicery earlier, and as he pushed it open, he

as he quickly ran over to lift Cicery into his arms. As he drew close, he detected a metallic scent of blood, which

are you

a bright red stain on the knee of Cicery's right leg,

carried her out of the bathroom, his eyes wide with fear. In that moment, he had completely forgotten

twinge of guilt. She had intended to use the smell of her own blood to mask the stench from Josh Fudge, but she hadn't anticipated

around Sylvester's neck and buried her face in

laid Cicery on the bed and rushed to tend to her wound,

assured him. To ease his worries, she wiped away the red smear; the blood hadn't yet clotted, trickling down her leg - the wound at her knee already vanished. "Look, the cut has healed." Sylvester watched her knee, his eyes