"Let me be blunt with you, Mr. Severe. Angeline is the woman that I, Cole Yorks, like. I'll take her away from Swallow City when I'm done handling my affairs. Before then, I want you to ensure that she remains unscathed. If anything happens to her, I'll make sure that none of the Severe family members will die a natural death." Cole gritted his teeth, his clear and melodious voice shrouded in a trace of coolness. His voice did not sound furious nor sullen, yet it was able to make anyone feel terrified as if a devil was here to claim somebody's life.

"Of course, if you treat my Angeline kindly, then I won't treat the Severe family unfairly. Fame or fortune, I'll give it to you."

George did not know who Cole was, but at the sight of his haughtiness, he decided against provoking him. "Mr. Yorks, come in and have a cup of tea."

He wanted to know more about Cole.

Angeline glared at Cole hard and threatened him soundlessly. 'Take one step into the house and you'll see!' sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Cole hesitated. "Thank you, Mr. Severe, for the hospitality, but I still have something to do today. I guess I won't be going in anymore. Please send two servants to come and unload the trunks, Mr. Severe." He was behaving in a domineering manner just moments ago but withered within seconds in front of Angeline.

His change in attitude was hilarious to watch.

The Severe family was now in a state of utter poverty. Where were they supposed to find any servants to order around?

George looked slightly embarrassed.

said, "We don't have any servants at home,

the tip of his nose sheepishly. "Okay then. I'll unload them

trunk, he was so exhausted

saw the supplements piled up like a hill, the corners of his eyes

not running a pharmacy. Why are you giving me all

long as

to the root of the disease and treat it completely.

picked out a bottle of healing cream from the pile and smiled. "This is

to Angeline. If

grapes, Anne said, "This is just a cream for bruises, isn't it? You're making it sound like

the cream into Anne's

pretended to turn her down for a bit before

all these medicines aren't available on the market. Don't just give it

healed. My ribs don't hurt, and I've stopped

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