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Chapter 218: Celestine's Escape!
Layton stood outside the private suite for a long moment before raising his hand to knock. His palm was clammy, his heartbeat stubbornly uneven — a cruel reminder of his age, though he would never admit it aloud. The hallway of the Grand Laureate’s top floor was silent, padded in velvet carpets and gold sconces, but his ears rang with the quiet thrum of nerves. He told himself it was anticipation, nothing more.His knuckles rapped lightly against the door.It opened almost at once, as though she had been standing just beyond, waiting.And there she was.Elara.She stood framed in the doorway like a vision the past had refused to let him bury — her body wrapped in flowing silk the color of dark wine, cut so precisely it seemed poured over her skin. The chandelier light caught against her, and for a brief, shameful second, he forgot to breathe.“Layton,” she said, her voice low, warm, and rich with a memory he thought he had long extinguished. His name curled off her lips with an intim
Chapter 217: Aziel’s Shelter!
The drive felt endless. Evans had stopped asking questions two hours ago, his eyes fixed on the black ribbon of road vanishing beneath the headlights. Aziel said nothing, and that silence pressed harder than any threat. The Israeli’s calm demeanor was the kind of stillness Evans had learned to fear in his line of work — the quiet of men who killed without hesitation.At last, the car turned off the main road and onto a winding gravel path that snaked through dense countryside. The headlights caught the outline of a weathered safehouse, hidden behind thick pines and ivy, its roof half-collapsed but reinforced with steel panels and fresh locks. To any passerby, it was nothing but ruin.Aziel killed the engine and stepped out. “We’re here.”Evans followed cautiously, his hand instinctively brushing the edge of his concealed weapon. The air was colder here, the countryside whispering with a silence that felt staged.Inside, the safehouse smelled faintly of damp earth and old wood, but it
Chapter 216: The Escape!
The phone booth reeked of rust and damp wood, its glass cracked with spiderweb lines that distorted the city lights outside. Evans’ hands trembled as he jammed the coins into the slot, his breath fogging the receiver.The line clicked once. Twice. Then Whitaker’s gruff voice answered.“Evans? Where are you? Hope you're fine?"“Sir—Hayes—” Evans’s words tumbled out, jagged with panic. “Hayes has sent some CIA officers after me. I don't know if they are truly registered CIA officers but they've been after me all night."Whitaker's grip on the phone tightened as Evans' words hit him like a tonne of bricks. He was still not understanding why Hayes was now seeking to kill Evans.From the way things were playing out before him, it was becoming clear to him that there was more to why Hayes was doing all that he was doing.He had thought of it that way before, but since there was no evidence to back his suspicion, he had discarded it, but now that he was going out all there just to take Evans
Chapter 215: The Mark's Weight!
Jackson’s instincts spiked immediately. He stepped forward, his friends falling in close behind him. Dylan glanced around at the open courtyard, then shook his head. “Not here.”They followed him into one of the old study halls, abandoned between classes. Dust floated lazily in the beams of sunlight cutting through tall windows. Dylan closed the heavy wooden doors behind them and leaned against the wall, his breaths shallow.Without another word, he tugged back his sleeve.Gasps broke out in the room.Etched into the flesh of his forearm was a mark that pulsed like living fire. Twisting black lines spread outward in jagged patterns, glowing faintly with a crimson hue. The skin around it was raw, seared as though branded by something not of this world.Hailey clapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh my God…”Nancy recoiled, whispering, “What is that?”Jackson stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. His heart knew the answer before his mind caught up. The air around Dylan’s arm seemed to hum with
Chapter 214: The Eclipse Command!
The chamber was dark with shadows that slithered like serpents across the floor, coiling around the feet of Tyler and Trey as they knelt before Victor Vaughan.Victor stood tall above them, his presence suffocating. The air itself seemed to vibrate with his fury, every breath carrying the promise of destruction. His eyes burned like molten embers, fixed upon the two young men who dared to fail him.“I gave you one task,” Victor hissed, his voice echoing through the chamber like a whip crack. “One. And yet you return to me empty-handed. Do you take me for a fool?”Tyler bowed his head, fists clenched. Trey, however, lifted his gaze, defiance burning behind his eyes. “We’ve done everything you asked,” he snapped. “We’ve scouted, but we can't seem to find this Aureum Core that you keep talking about. It's like it doesn't exist."The words died on his lips.Victor raised a single hand, and Trey’s body convulsed violently. His bones twisted within his skin, joints grinding as if they would
Chapter 213: Shadows Between Masters!
Jackson found Copper at the far end of the garden courtyard, his back turned, phone pressed to his ear. The older man’s voice was calm but his tone carried weight, as though every word decided the fate of men far away.Jackson waited, pacing slightly. The conversation dragged on for several minutes until finally, Copper ended it with a short, deliberate click.Only then Copper turn. His sharp eyes widened faintly when he saw Jackson standing there. “You move too quietly,” Copper remarked, slipping the phone into his coat pocket. “Nearly startled me, and that doesn’t happen often.”Jackson forced a small smile, though his mind was far from calm. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude.”Copper studied him for a moment, then nodded. “It’s unlike you to seek me out without a reason. What’s on your mind, Jackson?”Jackson hesitated, the question burning on his tongue ever since he had left Professor Layton’s office. He had expected answers from Layton, but instead he had been left with fragments
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