Chapter 67

“There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. Animals have their own languages because they also have life.” Violet’s dark eyes were shining. “Every creature has a spirit. They won’t harm you as long as you don’t harm them.”

“Why do you understand the language of snakes?”

Violet answered truthfully. “I learned it by chance.”

Jack’s impression of her changed. She was not what she seemed on the outside.

They reached the top of the mountain. There was lush green grass beneath their feet and a weather–beaten pavilion in the middle. No trees blocked their view. Lovely, colorful unnamed wildflowers grew everywhere, releasing a floral fragrance into the air whenever the mountain breeze blew through them.

The two of them stood against the wind and faced the bustling big city. All that was missing was sunlight.

“Are snakes the only creatures you can communicate with? What about other animals?” Jack asked her.

“It’s a secret!”

Jack threw her a glance and stopped asking.

It felt so good to stand against the wind on the top of the mountain and enjoy the bird’s eye view. They seemed to have achieved enlightenment about everything in front of them.

for a long time.” Violet brought her phone out and took

his hands behind his back. “It’s been a while.” Looking

He had never made any obvious mistakes in his work. Jack could not fire him because his grandfather had given Armand a

always been transparent. She wanted her son, Liam Yancey, to be the president of the Yancey Group. Be

£

you thinking about?” Violet stood beside him. She threw him a glance; he

returned to his senses, “I’m wondering who you really are.”

his words. “What

than one name, don’t you?” Without averting his gaze, he asked in an aloof tone. “Your Lirunese name starts with

about this?” Violet smiled and returned to playing with

aren’t even close!”

before,” Jack said truthfully, “But I didn’t

it possible that there are things you can’t find out?”

gave a light cough. He raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose. “Forget it, then, if you don’t

we close?” Violet glanced at him, speaking light–heartedly. “My mother is still in your hands. Despite her words,

was not angry.

She was rather pretty despite not having any make–up on, giving off a

rushed past them, causing their clothes to flutter about. Violet’s

a piece of news on her cell

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

Comments ()

0/255