Chapter 628 Don't You Want to Know Where Adam Is?

While Marcus and the group strolled through the streets of Dithoria, relaxed and in high spirits, over at Holden Residence, Sheldon was beginning to hand over responsibilities to Noah.

Noah carried a small notebook, carefully jotting down each important detail Sheldon mentioned one by one.

"Noah, remember, once Mr. Marcus and Mrs. Natalie's wedding is over, I'll be retiring. After that, don't forget to feed Snowball over at the garden villa.

"You've learned just about everything these past few days. You're different from Elijah-you're more steady and reliable. I feel most at ease knowing you'll be the next butler of the Holden Residence."

As Sheldon spoke, his voice caught slightly with emotion. "I'm getting old. After I retire, I plan to travel a bit and see the beautiful sights of this country."

"Mr. Phelps, I'll take good care of Holden Residence. I won't let you down," Noah said seriously. "And once you retire, go wherever you want. I'll make sure someone's there to look after you."

Sheldon smiled at that. "Noah, that won't be necessary. I'm going to feed Snowball now. You head over and check on how Mrs. Natalie's conservatory is coming along."

"Yes, sir."

Noah turned and left.

Sheldon stood quietly for a moment, then slowly made his way into the kitchen. He picked up a small basket of food and headed toward the garden villa at a slow, steady pace.

But when he arrived, he didn't go upstairs. Instead, he went straight into the study and down into the basement.

Inside, Cassie was no longer recognizable. Her hands and feet had been treated with a special medicinal powder Sheldon applied regularly. The wounds bled, dried, and then bled again-over and over.

After days of this cycle, she could no longer even open her eyes.

Sheldon turned on the basement lights, carrying the basket in his hand as he slowly walked up to the iron cage.

"Cassie, get up. It's time to eat."

His voice was completely flat, devoid of warmth or emotion.

to be dead." He gave her a

several seconds before she suddenly screamed. "Aaah-Aahh-I was wrong! I really was! Please, let me go! Sheldon, I'm

forehead against the floor, again and again. "I'm begging

He crouched down, opened the basket, and

your own eyes, when

say that was the one thing you couldn't stand? That you hated most- seeing Mr. Wesley

of food and held

you don't want to die. You don't even have the guts for it. Someone as selfish and self-absorbed as you wouldn't

didn't dare glare at Sheldon with hatred anymore because now, she finally realized that he truly hated

Let me show you

His people had been following Laura in secret, protecting

been slowly stepping out from the shadow you left on

going to rot in this pit. The person you hate most

weren't born from the same mother. Cassie, if you die, I promise you that not a single soul with

me a quick death!" Cassie cried, tears still streaming down her face, but even as she sobbed, she kept eating the food he fed

give up and die. Even while enduring the most humiliating, excruciating torture in this basement, she

to come looking for

P

Sheldon gave a cold smirk. "Do you think I'm just some butter managing Holden Residence? I was

old skills and methods, they

Group, men

was just some harmless old man with no real abilities,

she was done eating, Sheldon gathered the basket and began packing everything

you a break for the next few days. There will be no more torture for now. Just stay put. When Mr. Marcus's wedding day arrives,

his cold, sharp gaze fixed on her broken

one more thing. Guess what? The Sinclair family's precious firstborn, Samuel, just

against Sophia for all the help Mr. Marcus gave her over the years he's

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255