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.”

Ghost Sect will also attend the auction. They are determined to acquire the experimental subject. If we compete openly, we might not have

eyes darkened.

107 Shadow Palace

The Ghost Sect?

always cross

face, and he coldly spat out, “Whatever it takes, get the experimental subject. As for those from

all of them that

nodded in acknowledgment and

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

a child. His grandmother raised him

of his childhood memories were filled with Rosa’s lullabies and

captivating. When he was a child, he believed there were eleven great unsolved

at his studies, with the ultimate dream of creating an elixir of

showcase his talents, Rosa died in Maldonia at the hands of an underground organisation

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

wanted to investigate, but the Ghost Sect was elusive and filled with highly skilled members, making it

think he’d give up

used most of his fortune to

it didn’t matter. The

Would it?

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

what a

was the first time that she had experienced it in her two

awake? Have some

deep, magnetic voice

to drift

Who’s speaking!

that? Why is there a man’s

my

house?

bed and looked towards

He crossed his legs and held a document in one hand. The ordinary gray pen in his grip

“You

you doing in my house? How dare you break into my place? I’ll call the police! Milly

see she was still wearing what

still the same. This isn’t

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