Quinn waited anxiously, but the leader still hadn’t gotten out of the car. He couldn’t help but mutter to himself, growing more and more puzzled until suddenly, a commanding yet youtiful voice rang out: “I’m here.”

Quinn froze in place, his eyes widening in shock.

In the room, Yvette watched Eagle King who was clearly uneasy and the curious looks from Charles, Samantha, and Emmett. She casually rubbed her fingers, tilted her head, and glanced at Jeremiah. “I…

Before she could finish her sentence, the doorbell rang. Eagle King, glancing toward the door, couldn’t help but mutter, “No way… How could he be so fast?”

He immediately shook his head, trying to reassure himself. “That’s impossible. He’s not some kind of god. There’s no way he’s here already.”

Eagle King’s flustered reaction only made Charles, Samantha, and Emmett more intrigued. Who exactly was this person who could make Eagle King so rattled? Whoever it was, he didn’t seem like someone to mess with.

Yvette sat on the couch, propping her chin in her hand, her gaze deepening as she looked toward the door.

Samantha stood up and walked over to open it. As soon as the door swung open, Quinn, trembling and pale–faced, stood there in front of her. Samantha peeked out but didn’t see anyone else.

In a polite tone, she asked, “Is something wrong?” After all, Quinn had already come by just half an hour ago when they brought the meal.

Hearing Samantha’s question, Quinn froze for a moment. His body stiffened, and he forced a smile that looked painful. Stumbling over his words, he managed to get out, “Well…”

Before he could finish, someone suddenly interrupted from behind him. “Excuse me, lady, is Yvette here?”

Samantha immediately felt a chill run down her spine. She took several quick steps back, shocked. “What the hell? Who’s speaking?”

Emmett and Charles noticed Samantha’s sudden movement. They quickly stood up and moved toward the door. Eagle King’s face instantly darkened when he heard the voice. He thought, ‘How the hell did this brat get here so fast?‘

Yvette paused for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at Eagle King with a faint smile on her face. Eagle King could only beg for mercy with his eyes, but it didn’t help much.

steps back. Behind him, a boy, around thirteen or fourteen years old,

smile, his eyes sparkling as he flashed a set of white teeth. His skin was smooth and tender, his cheeks round and chubby making

a radiant grin, and a small mole near his eye looked quite pretty. His long eyelashes fluttered as

suit and shiny leather shoes, looking every bit the part of a grown man. Yet, surprisingly, the outfit didn’t seem out of

She couldn’t help but smile and asked, “Hey kid, are you looking

he was as childish as he appeared. After all, this was Voraxia. It seemed totally illogical for such a young boy to show up alone at the hotel, especially to find

cryptic words, her heart skipped a beat. She thought, ‘Could this kid be the one Eagle King was

stepped closer, then turned to Samantha with an innocent smile. “I’m Yvette’s friend. Can

asked in a

looking every bit

They thought, ‘Why did Yvette have so many friends? Did she start making

his voice soft and youthful. “Yeah, Yvette is my best

to the boy’s waist, didn’t say

silent and quickly lost his patience. He thought, ‘Are they stopping me from seeing Yvette? Anyone who stands in my

both

as the tension thickened, Yvette’s calm voice rang out from the

an instant, the boy’s killing intent vanished, his expression shifting to one of complete innocence. He ignored Emmett, Charles, and Samantha’s suspicious gazes and eagerly walked past them, heading straight into

How does Yvette

was low and serious. “This kid isn’t just cool. His background

find out exactly who he is once

room and saw Yvette sitting on the couch, his eyes instantly lit up. He straightened his suit jacket, adjusting it to look more presentable, trying

an apple. He thought, “This little brat just

a little

leg. He shot a quick glance

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