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.”

subject. If we compete openly, we might not have the advantage. Should

eyes darkened.

107 Shadow Palace

The Ghost Sect?

enemies always

coldly spat out, “Whatever it takes, get

all of them that

nodded in acknowledgment and

by the window on the 21st floor and took in the entire cityscape

always busy with work when he was a child. His grandmother raised him while his

his childhood memories were

youth; her every smile and frown was captivating. When he was a child, he believed there were

ultimate dream

he had the chance to showcase his talents, Rosa died

grandmother, raised in a household of privilege, become involved with

was elusive and filled with highly skilled members, making it

give up just

fortune to establish the Shadow Palace in Nlirone. George vowed

it didn’t matter. The

Would it?

up, her head felt like it wasn’t her

this what

time that she had

awake? Have some

magnetic voice broke through

who had been about to

Who’s speaking!

that? Why is there a man’s voice

my

house?

and looked towards the

and held a document in one hand. The ordinary gray

“You

in my house? How dare you break into my place? I’ll call the police! Milly pointed at him and accused him

her clothes, relieved to see she

my clothes are still the same.

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