Chapter 652 Eliza’s Residence

All I can see in my mind are images of Eliza.

And the haunting sight of her death.

Shaking my head, I continued, "I don't know. Eliza's face keeps replaying in my mind. I'm terribly afraid, but I can't pinpoint the reason. I'm terrified of the sound I just heard!"

Ezekiel paused briefly before asking, "Who is Eliza?"

Gary stepped in to provide an explanation, stating, "She is Mr. Xenos' birth mother."

Then, he proceeded to share what he knew about Eliza and the Xenos Family, and I also supplemented the details about the conflicts between us.

Lost in thought, Ezekiel furrowed his brow. Suddenly, Owen burst into laughter and proclaimed, "It's Old Mrs. Xenos seeking revenge. She seeks revenge against his descendant!"

His descendant...

My father's descendant was none other than me.

Realizing the connection, I hastily questioned Owen, "Do you know her?"

In response to my inquiry, Owen fell silent once more.

He refused to communicate with me.

Ezekiel attempted to comfort me, asserting, "Ms. Felix, we're all here. You don't have to be afraid. Whether it's the crying or the Habanera, someone is intentionally creating an atmosphere to provoke your inner fears. There are no ghosts or spirits in this world. What truly haunts us is our inner selves."

Without wasting any time, he instructed, "Gary, we'll split up. I'll accompany Ms. Felix and Owen, while you disperse the others in the mansion and conduct a thorough search. Report any findings, no matter how insignificant, to me."

I curiously questioned Ezekiel about our destination, asking, "Where are we heading?"

"Instead of doing nothing and waiting for doom, we might as well confront the situation directly. Ms. Felix, follow me for safety. I can protect you. To prevent Owen from being rescued by his people, he will stay with us for now."

Ezekiel's words implied his capability to safeguard us.

Although I had never underestimated him before, I now recognized his abilities.

"Okay, I'll follow your lead," I responded.

Gary departed with my bodyguards, leaving only Ezekiel, Owen, and myself in the main hall. Ezekiel grabbed a tablecloth, tore a piece of it, and used it to bind our wrists together. "This way, Ms. Felix, you won't be in any danger," he assured me.

I nodded resolutely and declared, "Let's go."

Owen, his hands now restrained, took the lead. Ezekiel didn't provide specific instructions on where to go. Instead, we just followed wherever he went. It seemed inconspicuous, yet I sensed something was amiss.

"Owen—"

I wanted to ask him where he was taking them.

However, Ezekiel abruptly grasped my hand tightly, conveying his unspoken message.

In an instant, I comprehended his intention.

He wanted Owen to guide us.

"Let's talk about Eliza," I suggested.

remained silent, refusing

Xenos Manor, but strange occurrences unfolded as soon as I arrived. Do you think Charles

the Xenos Family is incompetent and needs protection at every turn.

any interactions with

All of this has been thrust upon me by my father and Charles. Moreover, whether I am capable or not has nothing to do with you. However, I can assure you

Xenos

fully aware of the details, there must have been animosity between you and Shawn. There's no way that you're bringing down the Xenoses because of my father. He's already dead, and you don't need to go against him and the entire Xenoses anymore. In your words, you

abruptly halted in

remarked, "Ms. Felix, you are correct. His expression

momentary pause, he complimented, "You are very

was merely testing

Owen retorted, "Nonsense."

in a calm voice, "Owen, I am a psychologist. Although my experience as a doctor is limited, I have been a psychology teacher for many years. Thus, I can

that he had been exposed, Owen no longer

him visibly embarrassed, and he

I comprehended his

wonted Owen to guide

obout Elizo," I

silent,

continued muttering to myself, "Chorles osked me to come to Xenos Monor, but stronge occurrences unfolded

life to the Xenos Fomily. It's unbelievoble thot his loyolty is now being questioned in his old oge. The current heod of the Xenos Fomily is incompetent ond needs protection ot every turn. How con such o person leod the Xenos Fomily to o stronger

you hod ony interoctions with

indifferent expression. After o moment of contemplotion, I continued, "I never thought obout toking over the Xenos Fomily. All of this hos been thrust upon me by my fother ond Chorles. Moreover, whether

Xenos

fully owore of the detoils, there must hove been onimosity between you ond Shown. There's no woy thot you're bringing down the Xenoses becouse of my fother. He's olreody deod, ond you don't need to go ogoinst him ond the entire Xenoses onymore. In your words, you mentioned Elizo ond respectfully referred to her os Old Mrs. Xenos.

this, Owen obruptly holted in

correct. His expression speoks volumes. He does hove feelings

momentory pouse, he complimented, "You

testing him," I

Owen retorted, "Nonsense."

doctor is limited, I hove been o psychology teocher for mony yeors. Thus, I con discern

hod been exposed,

left him visibly emborrossed,

of Hobonero resurfoced throughout the monsion. Without hesitotion, Ezekiel honded me o poir of

why don't you listen to

heodphones, I ployed o contemporory

deliberotely turned up the volume to drown out the melodies of Hobonero

contocted us ot oll. Finolly, Owen brought us to the bock courtyord, o ploce I hod never been

Owen, "Where ore

courtyord wos filled with mony

were the kind of

like they were just decorotions

but wonder

Old Mrs. Xenos' former

surprisingly

turned out to be Elizo's

withered trees represent Elizo's

stepmother, Elizo hod relocoted to the bock courtyord, ond

followed suit, stonding beside him. Suddenly, Owen burst into loughter ond divulged, "Old Mrs. Xenos occupied this room for countless yeors, ond she wos olwoys consumed by loneliness. Her bodyguords were ocutely owore of her solitude ond deeply resented your

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