I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 207

“What a strange individual!”

Oliver muttered internally. His head felt like it was swelling and ached mildly.

His body had felt exceptionally refreshing and at ease since he obtained the Book of Immortality’s aura. Being in such a sublime physical state meant he never experienced fever or dizziness, let alone a headache.

“What’s happening to me?”

His head weighed a ton, and the prickling pain was as if he was having a hangover.

Oliver rubbed his temples and circulated the Book of Immortality’s aura around his mind again. The feeling was like cold water flowing through him instantly, and he resumed his state of comfort.

The sense that something was off dawned upon him right then. “Could it be…

He lowered his gaze toward the crystal. “Does the problem lie with this?”

No wonder things felt strange. Everything that had occurred, such as the hallucinations appearing in his lucid mind, the fog inside the crystal suddenly becoming transparent, and the hangover-like sensation akin to pin-pricks, was the crystal’s doing.

“What does… the man look like?” Oliver looked up abruptly and directed his question at Frederick, who was caught off guard and had a delayed reaction.

“Who? Do you mean Howard, the priest?”

Oliver nodded.

Frederick cocked his head. “He looks to be in his thirties or forties. How should I put it? While he isn’t handsome, he’s certainly not bad-looking. He also possesses an impeccable aura like that of a divine being…”

“Besides, I felt as if he could see through my mind when I looked into his eyes…” He recalled and paused briefly before he pointed it out.

former self would have been indifferent to Frederick’s description, yet his attitude toward the inconceivable had changed

mystifying individuals

same time, he had a negative perception toward this so-called priest since the

would he be in without the

Immortality’s aura prevented him from experiencing the aftereffects. But he

anything good.

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“He doesn’t know me, right?

head after he contemplated, “I suppose… not? I can’t remember exactly. My mind keeps

his existence under normal circumstances. Why would a stranger ask Frederick

Frederick was sharp-witted despite being mean and complacent. He just met that person. It didn’t make sense for him to have only a vague

a crystal out of the blue? After contemplating for a while, Oliver said to

noticing Oliver moved his attention elsewhere at his pronouncement, and immediately got up

Wayne and Simon once Frederick

at Oliver’s broody look and urgently queried, “Mr. Eastwood,

whom a neighbor of Yancy’s grandmother sought the aid of to carry out an exorcism. His name is Howard, and he was supposed to take a look at Yancy’s illness. However, I had concerns about him being a charlatan and asked Uncle Frederick to test

strange. I started hallucinating after I stared at it. Thankfully, I managed to free myself from the illusions. I was racking my

eyed Simon before he addressed Oliver, “Mr.

head. “That’s my intention as well. I want to conduct a background

finished speaking, “You shouldn’t go alone. Let Sim accompany you. This man…

phone to dial Fabian to assign two more men

as they were the creme-de-le-creme of the elite

was either a swindler or a member of a criminal

Oliver didn’t believe he could cure

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