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.

have been indifferent to Frederick’s description, yet his

individuals

time, he had a negative perception toward this so-called

in without the Book of Immortality’s aura inside

question since the flow of the Book of Immortality’s aura prevented him from experiencing the aftereffects. But he

anything good.

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right? Have both of you discussed our situation before and

I can’t remember exactly. My mind keeps thinking of

circumstances. Why would

It didn’t make sense for him to have only a vague impression of someone he’d

he give him a crystal out of the blue? After contemplating for

more, noticing Oliver moved his attention elsewhere at

called Wayne and Simon once

knew something was wrong at Oliver’s broody look and urgently queried, “Mr. Eastwood, what

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 him out beforehand, but he

Wayne and Simon. “This feels strange. I started hallucinating after I stared at it. Thankfully, I managed to free myself from the illusions. I was racking my brain thinking about why Howard, the priest, sent

Oliver, “Mr.

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

“You shouldn’t go alone. Let Sim accompany you. This man… feels malevolent to me.

his phone to dial Fabian to assign two more men to the hotel. He departed with Simon only

at ease regarding Wayne and Simon as they were the creme-de-le-creme of the elite

either a swindler or a member of a

way, Oliver didn’t believe he

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