Chapter 107 Shadow Palace.

A drunken Milly was clingier than George had imagined.

She was like a child without a sense of security, only able to fall asleep when she held onto his sleeve while he stood by the bed.

Even in her sleep, she curled up in protective posture, and her brows were slightly furrowed. Her delicate face was filled with vulnerability and distance, like mermaid foam that would shatter with a touch.

George experienced a sharp pain in his heart, similar to a tight squeeze.

What had she been through?

If not for this drunken state, he might never have seen through the sunny, carefree façade she usually wore. It was now clear that she wasn’t the real her.

Regardless of which side was real, she was the woman he had chosen as the future mistress of the Tates and his future wife.

Knock, knock, knock, came a light tapping on the door.

George straightened up, regaining his usual calm and noble demeanour.

He opened the door to find a man with a deep scar on his face standing there. The man nodded slightly upon seeing him and reported, “Master, I’ve found out everything.”

George’s eyes turned cold, signalling for him to be quiet.

He looked back at the sleeping girl in the room to make sure he hadn’t disturbed her. Then, he quietly closed the door behind him.

“Speak. What’s going on?”

Scarface reported respectfully, “Master, just as you suspected, they’re planning a secret auction. They’re auctioning off an experimental subject from Maldonia. This is the only subject left in the world since the closure of that perverse lab.

Hearing this, George’s eyes flashed with a fierce, icy light.

He knew something was off when an obscure small family business’s event attracted so many high–profile guests. There had to be something more.

But he hadn’t expected they’d be bold enough to auction off an experimental subject.

Scarface hesitated. He looked at George and began, “Master…”

George wore a blank face and urged, “Speak your mind.”

auction. They are determined to acquire the experimental subject.

eyes darkened.

107 Shadow Palace

The Ghost Sect?

enemies always

and he coldly spat out, “Whatever it takes, get

of them

nodded in acknowledgment and

21st floor and took in the

His grandmother raised him while his grandfather was

childhood memories were filled with

believed there

worked hard at his studies, with the ultimate dream of creating an elixir of immortality for his

Rosa died in Maldonia at the hands

refined grandmother, raised in a household of privilege, become involved with such a sinister

was elusive and filled with highly skilled members, making it

think he’d give up just because

years investigating the Ghost Sect, and then used most of his fortune to establish

The elimination of

Would it?

her head felt like it wasn’t her own, as she had a splitting

this what a hangover

she had experienced it in

awake? Have

deep, magnetic voice broke through

who had been about to

Who’s speaking!

a man at that? Why is there a man’s voice

my

house?

Milly shot up from the bed and looked towards the source of the

and held a document in one hand. The ordinary gray pen in his grip appeared considerably more elegant

“You

my house? How dare you break into my place? I’ll

glanced at her clothes, relieved to see she was still wearing what she had on

are still the

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