Chapter 1119

Leopold, with his kids in tow, made a beeline for the nearest hospital, leaving Draven behind to further investigate the odd happenings in Luck Village. Draven had the village under his control, but the fifty women had yet to be released, many of them unconscious.

When Vivienne and the village mayor had their chase earlier, there were people awake. But upon their return, it was a scene of unconsciousness and death. Draven frowned at the sight.

"Mrs. Thompson is missing."

A shadow fell over Draven's face. "Send more people to search for her. We can't let her escape!"

Mrs. Thompson surely had something crucial on her.

If she got away, all the efforts would have been in vain.

Meanwhile,

Mrs. Thompson, following the river downstream, knew of a path known only to her and her husband.

"Damn it! They figured out our plan. When will these pests leave!" she cursed all the way.

It was all so close, yet Vivienne and that impostor Sebastian, posing as her husband, ruined everything at the last moment.

Cursing, she prepared to ford the river, but as she reached the midpoint, a sudden noise made her dive in without a second thought. From her perspective, she saw someone passing by. "There's no path here. Are we still going to continue the search?"

"Keep looking until we find her. Turn the village upside down if we have to!"

Draven scanned the surroundings with a grim expression.

Just as Draven's gaze swept over, Mrs. Thompson couldn't hold her breath any longer, and bubbles surfaced, clearly indicating something was amiss.

"Check what's happening down there," ordered Draven, and several people moved towards the water's edge.

burst out of

Mrs. Thompson, Draven gestured lightly towards the water, "Capture

swiftly, surrounding her

out of her mouth to sink into the

antidote," Draven demanded without

defiantly. "You think I'll

his voice

"Captured by you, do I have any chance of survival? Better to

to die? It

"Take her back. Let the young master decide

the village, reluctantly following Draven to the

the hospital bed, seemingly

hadn't shared Vivienne's condition with anyone

Mrs. Thompson saw Percival tending to Vivienne and sneered uncontrollably, starting to

wouldn't survive. Look at her, doomed to lie

his voice calm yet foreboding,

gaze was impassive, but it sent shivers down her

basically, basically, ah, alive, ah!" Mrs. Thompson's words were

she spat,

the brink of death, Percival released her. She collapsed, gasping like

handkerchief, ordered, "Take her away. I'll interrogate

nodded and dragged Mrs.

Percival

who was enjoying a drink, swiped away the notification without a second thought. But another message promptly followed, and this time, after reading it, he

"Damn!"

to himself, Finnian grabbed his things and

minutes since Percival's message, Finnian appeared at

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