2025-04-25 16:58:36At that moment the lady's mouth fell open in shock, her perfectly applied lipstick trembling as her mind raced back to Tyler's warning. Immediately Sweat beaded on her forehead as she watched more yellow liquid drip from her father's mouth.
“How could that dirty stranger have predicted this exact moment?” She said to herself, cold fear crept up her spine. “How long?” she screamed at the driver, her voice cracking with panic. Her hands gripped the leather seat so hard her knuckles turned white. “How long until Dapplewood?” As asked again. The driver's shoulders tensed as he gripped the steering wheel tighter. “10 minutes,” he said, then glanced again at the sick man in the mirror. “Maybe 15 minutes to be safe.” At that moment her heart jumped with hope for a second - they could make it! But when she turned back to her grandfather, that hope shattered like broken glass. More Dark spots were appearing on his skin, spreading like ink drops on paper. Again Tyler's words echoed in her mind: “ten minutes left.” “Turn around!” she barked, her perfectly styled hair falling loose as she jerked forward. At that moment the driver shook his head, as he tried to sound confident. “Don't listen to that crazy man from the forest road,” he said, his fingers drumming nervously on the steering wheel. “He's just a madman. Nobody can predict–” Her words died in her throat as her father's cold hand suddenly gripped hers with surprising strength. “TURN THIS CAR AROUND RIGHT NOW!” Immediately the car's tires squealed against the dirt road as they made a sharp turn, hearing towards the location they met Tyler. Not long after the arrived at the spot they meet Tyler. The lady didn't even wait for the car to fully stop - she flung the door open and stumbled out. Her designer heels sank into the soft earth as she ran, her perfectly styled hair coming loose in the wind. Her heart pounded so hard she could hear it in her ears. Reaching the spot where Tyler had stood before dropping the drugs, she dropped to her knees, her expensive dress be damned. Her manicured fingers clawed at the dirt, searching desperately. But the black pill was gone. At that moment her chest tightened with panic until a movement caught her eyes. Under a gnarled old tree sat a man who made her stomach turn. His clothes were more holes than fabric, dark with years of dirt. Matted hair hung in clumps around his face like dead vines. From distance the smell hit her like a wall - a horrible mix of unwashed body, rotting food, and something worse she couldn't name. In his filthy, trembling hands, he played with two black pills, giggling as he rolled them between his fingers. Seeing it was the same drugs Tyler had dropped. Without wasting anymore time the lady immediately ran to the man. “I'll pay you,” she said, her voice shaking as she pulled out her designer wallet. Her hands trembled so badly she almost dropped it. “Five thousand dollars!” But the man just rocked back and forth, humming to himself. “Ten thousand dollars!” She offered more money, her voice getting higher with desperation, but his vacant eyes showed no understanding. Time was slipping away. She could hear the sound from her her grandfather's gasps from the car grew weaker. Fighting every instinct that screamed at her to stay away, she stepped toward the man. The smell made her eyes water and her stomach heave. Her throat closed up as she forced herself to wrap her arms around his filthy body. Her silk dress - worth more than most people made in a month - pressed against his rags. She could feel things crawling on his clothes. With a quick motion that made her want to scream, she snatched the pills from his dirty hands and ran back to the car. Her father's face was now completely black, his skin looking like polished coal. At that moment her hands shook so badly she almost dropped the pill as she put it in his mouth. For one horrible moment, nothing happened. Then, like sunrise breaking through storm clouds, color began returning to his face. The black spots faded away like morning dew. And his breathing grew stronger, more regular. When his eyes opened, they were sharp and clear. The weakness that had clouded them was gone. His voice came out rough but firm, carrying the strength she remembered from before his illness. “Find him, that man from earlier, find him!.” The lady grandfather said.
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At that moment, Evelyn and her parents were seated in the living room, the atmosphere tense and heavy like a storm about to break. No one had touched their tea, and the biscuits on the table remained untouched. The ticking wall clock was the only sound filling the room as each second reminded them how little time was left.Evelyn sat with her arms folded, her eyes focused on the floor, her brows furrowed in deep thought. Her father sat opposite her, elbows on his knees, fingers clasped tightly as if he was praying. Her mother, sitting beside her, looked as though she hadn’t slept a wink all night.Evelyn’s father finally broke the silence. His voice was low but desperate. “Evelyn,” he said, leaning forward, “if going on my knees will make you understand how serious this is, then I will do it right now.”Evelyn’s eyes lifted to meet his, a flicker of shock crossing her face.“I’m not joking,” he continued. “We’re not just in trouble… we’re standing at the edge of something that could c
Chapter 243
His eyes scanned each line slowly at first… then faster… until he froze.The contents of the letter hit like a slap to the soul.It was written by someone anonymous but someone who clearly knew too much.The letter detailed that the man in the photo was the one responsible for London’s death.It all began with a woman.A woman London liked a woman London had made his feelings clear about. He had told the man in the photo to step back, to respect the boundary. It wasn’t a fight. London didn’t raise a hand. He simply asked him to let her go. That was it.But that wasn’t enough.Because London had said it in front of people. The man felt humiliated. Insulted.The letter said London had no idea how much damage those words had caused not because of what he said, but because of who he said them to.London didn’t press further. He didn’t retaliate. He simply walked away.Because that’s the kind of man London was calm, decent, kind to a fault.But the man in the picture didn’t let it go.He t
Chapter 242
At that moment, upon hearing what his son just said, London’s grandfather remained still for a moment. His hands, folded tightly together, slowly relaxed. The pain in his chest didn’t vanish, but it didn’t swallow him either. No he was not dead inside. Not yet. Because deep in his bones, he knew one thing for certain: the family he had built, the legacy he had poured his life into, would not stand by and do nothing. Not after what happened to London.That boy… That boy was more than just an heir. He was a symbol of the family’s pride. And pride was something they couldn’t afford to let anyone stomp into the ground.Just as he opened his mouth to speak, the heavy oak door creaked. It wasn’t a loud sound but in the tense quiet of the room, it roared like thunder.The door didn’t swing wide. It opened slowly, carefully. But then footsteps. Fast, light ones. Urgent. A young servant in the family’s uniform burst into the room, panting hard, and without a second thought, he dropped to his k
Chapter 241
At that moment, hearing what London's grandfather just said, the three men still kneeling on the floor didn’t know what to do. Their heads were down, their foreheads pressed to the cold stone, and their bodies shook with the weight of shame. Their faces were bruised, blood still drying on their lips and noses, but they didn’t flinch. They just kneel there, like broken things that had been thrown in a corner and forgotten. The silence that followed was thick, like smoke in the air, and it was London’s father who finally broke it.He walked closer from where he had been standing behind the three men, his jaw tight, his eyes hard. He stepped forward, his boots clicking on the floor, and turned to face his father. The old man stood tall, his back straight, his face like stone. London’s father didn’t speak right away. He just looked at him, like he was trying to read something in his eyes that wasn’t there.Then he said, “Dad, it’s been days now. We’ve been chasing ghosts and asking the wr
Chapter 240
At that moment, James lowered his head, shoulders dropping as though the weight of his own vows pressed heavy against his chest. His lips trembled before the words even escaped him, but his voice carried a desperate loyalty. “What do you desire of me, Master?” His tone was steady enough, though deep inside, he quivered. “Speak it, anything at all… and I will obey. Your command is mine to fulfill, no matter how deep it takes me, no matter how high it climbs. Just one word, and I will carry it to its peak.” At that moment the Miraculous Doctor did not answer him right away. She stood silent, her gaze slicing through him, her eyes too sharp to belong to innocence and too knowing to be ignored. Her fingers twitched at her side, not out of fear but restraint, as if she carried in her chest a storm she refused to set loose. When her voice finally came, it was slow soft at the start, pressing heavier with each word. “In as much as I want that good-for-nothing bastard gone…” he paused
Chapter 239
At that moment, James lowered his head, shoulders dropping as though the weight of his own vows pressed heavy against his chest. His lips trembled before the words even escaped him, but his voice carried a desperate loyalty. “What do you desire of me, Master?” His tone was steady enough, though deep inside, he quivered. “Speak it, anything at all… and I will obey. Your command is mine to fulfill, no matter how deep it takes me, no matter how high it climbs. Just one word, and I will carry it to its peak.” At that moment the Miraculous Doctor did not answer him right away. She stood silent, her gaze slicing through him, her eyes too sharp to belong to innocence and too knowing to be ignored. Her fingers twitched at her side, not out of fear but restraint, as if she carried in her chest a storm she refused to set loose. When her voice finally came, it was slow soft at the start, pressing heavier with each word. “In as much as I want that good-for-nothing bastard gone…” he paused
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