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.”

acquire the experimental subject. If

eyes darkened.

107 Shadow Palace

The Ghost Sect?

enemies always cross

smile spread on his face, and he coldly spat out, “Whatever it takes, get the

all of them

nodded in acknowledgment and said, “Yes,

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

with work when he was a child. His grandmother raised him while his grandfather was often away with

memories were

beauty in her youth; her every smile and frown was captivating. When he was a child, he believed there were eleven great unsolved mysteries in the world, the eleventh being:

ultimate dream of creating an

Rosa died in Maldonia at

his gentle, refined grandmother, raised in a household of privilege, become involved with

investigate, but the Ghost Sect was elusive and filled with

think he’d give up just because of

then used most of his fortune to establish the Shadow Palace in Nlirone. George vowed

truth was unattainable, then it didn’t matter. The elimination of the Ghost Sect would render

Would it?

woke up, her head felt like it wasn’t her own, as

this what

time that she had experienced it in

Have

magnetic voice broke through

to drift

Who’s speaking!

Why is there a man’s voice

my

house?

and looked towards the source

The ordinary gray pen in

“You

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

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

are still the same.

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