The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven)

Returns Novel 500

Chapter 500 It Was Thorian

Thorian clenched his fists, just about to explode, when he saw Raven walking out of the kitchen with a tray of tea.

As Raven stepped into the living room, her gaze froze when she saw Thorian's injuries, and then instinctively shifted toward George.

"What happened to you?" Raven asked.

"He attacked me!" Thorian shot George a glare and complained to Raven, "All I did as question why he was getting close to you, Lady Valor, and warned him not to pull any shady tricks behind your back. He flew into a rage, attacked me, and even threatened to break my legs."

Upon hearing that, Raven turned to look at George as if waiting for him to explain. George didn't bother defending himself. In his mind, he'd already blacklisted Thorian.

Raven lightly pressed her lips and said, "The tea is ready. Come and have some." • Thorian was her subordinate. By rights, she should have stood up for him, but for some reason, just seeing George was

enough to snuff out her anger completely.

Somehow, she felt that George had his reasons for everything he did.

George was an incredibly proud man. If Thorian had truly provoked him with his words, then his harsh response wasn't unjustified.

Suddenly, Raven became aware of where her thoughts were going and was startled by herself.

had been by her side for

man in white. And still, she found herself

George with a complicated look, then said,

place

Thorian a deep look, then

to George, anyone watching could tell that she hadn't shown the slightest concern for Thorian's

in the direction Raven had gone, a faint, almost imperceptible smile flickering in his eyes as he thought, 'Even if my

that moment, Thorian, driven mad with rage, growled, "Don't get too full of

he could finish, George cast him an indifferent look,

to his knees on the

desperately to get back up,

"What

all you know-dirty, underhanded

could do to fight back. He could only seethe with helpless frustration under George's

that, he turned and calmly walked over to the sofa,

up the cup of tea Raven had brewed, moving slowly and

water temperature... That familiar technique... It's been too long since I've

the brewing technique-it was unmistakable. This was the tea

no matter