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.

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

and Elysia was nowhere to

assortment of dishes, some brought over by Heath from the mansion, some

himself.

the table,

Please, help yourself to what’s here,” Tarquin

retreated to his room, locking

taste. He

have grown accustomed to Ms. Thorne’s cooking. If it’s not by

He was worried about his son but also angry with Elysia for possibly abandoning Elijah, just as the rumors

to be angry. Elysia’s help had always been voluntary, and considering recent events, her hesitation was understandable.

it all up,” he sighed, losing his appetite as well.

a cigarette in his study, Lowell called

there’s trouble with Ms. Thorne.”

creased as he asked,

found on her, and she’s accusing Ms. Thorne of attempted murder, claiming it was

murder was a serious

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