Chapter 217

The two brothers rushed home, barely noticing the sinister gaze that followed them from the shadows.

Cloaked in black, the masked figure whispered eerily, “Naughty boys, never listening, heh, naughty boys, never listening.”

Suddenly, a stray cat emerged from the bushes. With a swift motion, the figure caught it. His hands were pale and elegant, nails clean and fingers slender – clearly not the hands of a laborer.

He caressed the stray cat’s head gently, murmuring, “Naughty ones get punished…”

With a chilling snap, he twisted the cat’s neck, killing it instantly before it could even cry out.

After performing such a brutal act, he tenderly stroked the cat, dug a small grave, and carefully buried it, whispering, “Sleep now, sleep

now…”

That night, Jindale City was hit by a torrential downpour, as if foreshadowing some looming disaster.

Elijah had been discharged and was back at Sunshine Community.

Tarquin stood before his study window, sleepless through the stormy night.

the rain persisted, and so did he, hoping to catch a

had woken, and Elysia was nowhere

table was laden with an assortment of dishes, some brought over by Heath from the mansion, some

himself.

scanned the table, frowning

usual breakfast courier was unavailable today. Please,

and retreated to his room, locking the

his taste. He chose not

worried, “Elijah seems to have grown accustomed to Ms. Thorne’s cooking. If it’s not by

his son but also angry with Elysia for possibly abandoning Elijah, just as the rumors suggested.

had no right to be angry. Elysia’s help had

it all up,” he sighed, losing

in his study, Lowell

with Ms. Thorne.”

as he

eldest son were found on her, and she’s accusing Ms.

murder was a serious accusation.

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