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.

hoping to catch a glimpse of a familiar

woken, and Elysia was nowhere to

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

himself.

the table,

usual breakfast courier was unavailable today. Please, help yourself to

then turned and retreated to his room, locking the door behind

taste. He chose not to eat.

have grown accustomed to Ms. Thorne’s cooking. If it’s not by her hand, he refuses to

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

he had no right to be angry. Elysia’s help had always been voluntary, and considering recent

it all up,” he sighed, losing his appetite

he lit a cigarette in his study, Lowell called with

with Ms.

he asked, “What

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

was a serious accusation.

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