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Chapter 847: 847th Chapter: Back Pain
The moment the hidden weapon box made a noise.
Leocadia Family Members trembled.
They widened their eyes.
It was well known that Adele Leocadia and Natalia Leocadia were good brothers.
Since childhood, Adele Leocadia had been utterly obedient to Natalia Leocadia.
After the Old Master fell, Adele Leocadia firmly supported Natalia Leocadia as the acting Family Head, even at the cost of tearing his face with Daphne Leocadia.
But now...
Natalia Leocadia had personally killed his own brother.
Severing his own arm.
Was it to silence him, or was it righteousness over kin?
No one knew the truth.
"This man deserved to die, drag him out, and bury him!"
Natalia Leocadia waved his hand, and the bodyguards immediately rushed forward to carry Adele Leocadia’s body out of the room.
"The medicine!"
The three doctors, upon seeing the pills scattered on the floor, reacted as if they had found a treasure!
All they needed were the antidote and analysis!
They would become renowned in the medical community.
Fame overnight!
The illness of Old Master Leocadia had baffled many world-renowned doctors.
Under these circumstances, whoever discovered the breakthrough,
would be the new King!
Whoosh!
Just as the three were less than a meter away from the pills, Natalia Leocadia opened a hidden weapon box on the floor.
A loud noise.
Made the doctors stop in their tracks.
Inside the sickroom, quietness was restored once again.
"Gentlemen, please stay in the room I have prepared for you and wait for the antidote."
He strode over and picked up the scattered pills from the floor, "This is a Leocadia Family matter, do not interfere."
Seeing the still warm blood on the floor, the three doctors exchanged glances.
With regret and anger...
They slowly left the room.
Whoosh!
Along the corridor, the sound of fists beating against the wall could be heard.
"Where is Sophia Leocadia."
After Natalia Leocadia had gathered the pills, he turned around to look at the door.
"The Miss said that since the Old Master has already woken up, she decided to return the coffin. Otherwise, having it in the yard would be inauspicious,"
said one of the Leocadia family members.
"Damn!"
Natalia Leocadia cursed under his breath, his mouth twitching continuously.
It seemed the young girl was sure he would cure the Old Master.
"The Miss had another message."
Another elder close to Sophia Leocadia spoke up.
"Speak!"
Natalia Leocadia sat in front of the sick bed, panting heavily.
At his age, skilled in schemes!
And yet, now being played around by a youth and a young girl.
Frustrating!
"The Miss kept a coffin in the yard, saying you would surely kill your kin today. This coffin, consider it a gift to you,"
said the Leocadia family member, as everyone else in the room made strange faces.
How did Sophia Leocadia guess that Natalia Leocadia would definitely kill someone?
Could it be...
The more they thought, the stranger their expressions became.
"The antidote!"
Natalia Leocadia, holding the hidden weapon box, walked up to the Leocadia family member, "Ask Sophia Leocadia where the antidote is!"
"There is no antidote."
The Leocadia family member replied.
"Is Sophia Leocadia playing me?"
Natalia Leocadia was shocked and grabbed the speaker’s collar with one hand, "Believe it or not, I will blow her away!"
"What do we do now without the antidote?"
"Are we all just waiting to die?"
"But if Sophia Leocadia returned the coffin, doesn’t it mean we don’t have to die?"
The Leocadia family members were like mourning relatives, some of them already crying.
Today was the third day.
Without the antidote.
They were doomed for sure!
Despair, anger.
And unwillingness.
"The Miss said, this was not poison. Once the time comes, you will naturally recover,"
the Leocadia family member cheerfully said.
He was the driver for Daphne Leocadia, completely loyal to that side.
"What!"
Natalia Leocadia’s face dramatically changed!
He tried coughing, only to find there was not a trace of blood.
"Really? Are we fine?"
"We don’t have to die!"
"This is bliss! We are still alive!"
The Leocadia family members hugged in a group, cheering joyfully.
But for Natalia Leocadia, his face was ashen.
The hand holding the hidden weapon box trembled uncontrollably.
Humiliation!
He felt like a monkey being toyed with.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
He opened three concealed weapon boxes in rapid succession and strode away.
Clash!
Hardly had he left,
when the chandelier on the ceiling crashed to the ground behind him.
It shattered into pieces.
Meanwhile, Old Master Leocadia on the hospital bed moved his fingers slightly.
...
After setting up the Seven Clouds Academy, Julius Reed returned to Beckett Carmichael’s residence.
Quella Radcliffe and Bamboo Whitaker were staying there.
As he entered, he froze in his steps.
A strong sense of self-reproach washed over him.
Although he knew that it was Nelson who had drugged him, causing him to lose all control,
it had still happened.
"Sigh."
He sat at the entrance of the Carmichael family’s home, holding his head in his hands, unsure of what to do.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three punches came crashing down.
The bricks at the entrance of the Carmichael family’s home were now reduced to powder.
"You must face it eventually, what’s the use of running away?"
He slowly stood up and took a deep breath.
He turned and stepped inside.
Shame and self-reproach were of no help now.
Since it had already happened, he might as well try to make amends.
Unlike the unyielding Mad Dragon when facing an enemy,
Julius Reed at this battlefield seemed like a deflated rooster.
His head drooped, his face flush with humiliation.
Each step felt like he was dragging feet laden with lead.
"Hiss!"
He took a deep breath, wishing he could take his own life with a sword.
Finally.
The few hundred meters felt like decades.
He finally reached the home where Quella Radcliffe lived.
Beckett Carmichael had specially prepared a small western-style house for her residence.
"Sister, Boss Davenport is back!"
Just as Julius Reed pushed open the door, he heard Bamboo Whitaker’s excited voice.
"Where have you been messing around all night yesterday?"
Quella Radcliffe’s voice came from inside the room.
What was meant as a joke terrified Julius Reed, breaking him into a cold sweat.
"No..."
Julius Reed’s face turned red as he stammered, "I was treating Old Master Leocadia’s illness. I ran into an acquaintance on the way back and got delayed."
His sweat poured like rain.
"Mr. Stone from Everyday Fresh plans to treat us to a meal. I took the liberty of accepting on your behalf. Do you have time tonight?"
Quella Radcliffe was cleaning.
She came out of the house and looked at Julius Reed, "I couldn’t reach you, so I didn’t consult you. Moreover, Mr. Stone has been a great help to us. Both morally and logically, I couldn’t refuse."
"All right."
Julius Reed nodded, feeling thirsty.
"What’s wrong?"
Quella Radcliffe approached with a broom, blinking, "You seem a bit off today?"
"No... nothing."
Julius Reed’s face turned even redder, and he dared not even look up at Quella Radcliffe.
"Boss Davenport, I’ve missed you so much!"
Just then, Bamboo Whitaker suddenly jumped up and hugged Julius Reed tightly, planting a firm kiss on his neck.
Before Julius Reed could recover, he heard Bamboo Whitaker’s extremely faint voice by his ear: "There are lipstick marks and bruises."
Gulp.
Julius Reed swallowed.
His body was trembling.
Luckily.
Brother, your care wasn’t in vain.
"Bamboo Whitaker, what are you doing?"
Quella Radcliffe was somewhat puzzled.
"Hee hee! Boss Davenport said after dinner tonight, he’d take me shopping and buy me lots of clothes; I’m excited!"
Bamboo Whitaker jumped down and winked at Julius Reed.
"When did this happen? I wasn’t aware of it."
Quella Radcliffe raised her eyebrows inquiringly.
"Yesterday."
Bamboo Whitaker turned around, smiling, "Right?"
"Yes! That’s right!"
Julius Reed rubbed his neck, "Bamboo Whitaker, why did you bite me so hard?"
"You two, really..."
Quella Radcliffe waved her hand, "Come inside; don’t just stand at the door."
"Wife, let me help you sweep." Julius Reed quickly moved forward, snatching the broom from her hands.
Idle courtesies.
Are always suspicious!
But then he grimaced.
"What’s wrong?"
Quella Radcliffe asked concernedly.
"My back hurts!"
Julius Reed placed his hand on his lower back.
But he completely missed the frown that crossed Quella Radcliffe’s forehead.
