NOVPUBChapter 1316: 603_1 Chapter 1316: 603_1 Through the window crack, a strand of white smoke wafted in, spreading invisibly throughout the room.
The silhouette of a young lady graced the window, her slender and delicate neck as graceful and noble as a swan’s.
Perhaps tired from reading, she slowly lowered her head, resting silently on the desk.
Time passed silently, and in the darkness, every sound became incredibly distinct.
With a creak, the door cracked open, a shadow flitted in with such speed it left almost no trace behind.
The man looked down at the young lady sleeping on her desk, a hint of darkness flashed in the depths of the pair of eyes that were the only part of his face visible.
In the moonlight, the sleeping girl’s face was serene, like a quiet, blooming lotus in the night.
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Yet no matter how stunning her face was, it couldn’t alleviate the chill in the man’s eyes.
He reached out and wrapped his hand around the girl’s slender waist.
The unexpected softness made ripples in his icy heart.
It was as natural and irresistible as the spring breeze brushing the willow branches or the winter chill stirring up delicate snow.
The man tensed for a moment, the nearly indiscernible loss of focus lasting only fractions of a second cost him dearly afterward.
The man suddenly swayed, the strength in his arms slackening.
As he watched the girl’s delicate form about to crash onto the floor, he grimaced, extending his hand reflexively!
But then something astonishing happened.
The girl’s soft body twisted in mid-air at an incredible angle and maneuvered like a feather, creating a beautiful arc.
Looking up, the girl stood under the moonlight, her eyelashes slightly lowered, her stunning beauty standing alone in the world as if she were a heavenly being.
The man, clutching his chest, retreated a step, incredulous, “You…
you actually!”
The girl walked to the corner, her slender fingers put out the incense in the censer, “Soft Muscle Powder, it can drain a person’s strength within twelve hours, making them seem unconscious.
But it’s still inferior compared to the Gaharu Fragrance I have personally refined.”
The man’s face turned pale, his elbow knocked over the teapot on the table.
It fell on the floor with a thud, its sharp high pitch rings echoed out.
The man drew a dagger, violently plunging it into his thigh.
Fresh blood sprinkled out, filling the room with the heavy smell of blood.
“It’s useless.” The girl shook her head gently: “When pain arrives, you only need to quietly experience it.
Struggling will only amplify your obsession.
The sea of suffering is boundless, yet there’s always a shore to return to.” 𝚗𝚘v𝚙𝚞b.𝚌𝚘m
The man narrowed his eyes, “Did you purposely provoke Miss Callum during the day?”
Jobelle Callum wasn’t particularly intelligent; she tended to act impulsively.
Earlier, her opponent had purposefully acted out, first dealing with Dustin Drake, then publicly humiliating Jobelle Callum.
Given Jobelle Callum’s character, her rage would certainly be triggered, and she would brutally retaliate.
All the girl had to do was wait for her prey to come.
“I did it for you, Delan Sparrow.”
Deathly silence filled the room for a moment.
A murderous aura spread, causing the air to instantly become tense.
It was as if an invisible hand was strangling everyone’s throat.
But the young lady showed no sign of panic and calmly turned around.
At that moment, the girl dressed in black melted into the night in the man’s eyes, becoming a mysterious and powerful creature.
If a glare could kill, then Aubree Groove would have been slaughtered by now.
Yet outside of expressing his anger and fear through his eyes, the man could only lean weakly against the table, using it to support his body so he wouldn’t collapse.
“Who exactly are you?” His slightly hunched fingers betrayed his inner tension.
“When you found out my identity, you wanted to kill me.
So what do you think I am?”
A shadow flashed outside the door, followed by a young boy’s exuberant voice: “Mistress, I’ve gotten rid of the rats.”
“You did well, go and rest.”
The person outside didn’t say anything more, and the shadow quickly disappeared, clearly trusting the person inside the room completely.
From the beginning of his shock to now, the man had completely calmed down.
When the other party uttered his real name, he knew that this was a trap set for him.
“Delan Sparrow, the notorious pirate of Beverley Bay.
You’ve killed, looted, and committed all sorts of atrocities.
A few years ago, someone hired mercenaries to wipe out your pirate group, but sadly, the cunning pirate chief managed to escape.
For all these years, he has never given up the chance for revenge and would take advantage of any opportunity.
Wanting to go to Jimenez from Beverly Island, you needed a real identity.
And at this time, opportunity presented itself.
Taran Callum went to Beverley Island to inspect a project, you took advantage of this to get close to Taran Callum, he gave you a new identity.
Since then, you have become his pawn, waiting for the chance to take revenge.
I believe that Dustin Drake paying the assassin to chase and kill me was your doing, right?”
Virginia Frost was too occupied to manage, at this time, she needed to prioritize saving her own life over taking Aubree Groove’s.
“Pindo Rinto’s daughter is dead, this identity will certainly stir a massive wave in the Rintos, you can only fish in troubled waters.
This is just the first step of your plan.”
His tactics being exposed, the man remained unflustered, “Truly Pindo Rinto’s daughter.
I lost, outplayed by one move, I’m willing to admit defeat, do whatever you want.”
“Who says I am going to kill you?”
The man’s eyes showed confusion.
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Jobelle Callum returned to her mother’s villa, had a good night’s sleep, and woke up the next morning, ready to receive good news.
In her understanding, once Cosmo Callum got involved, he never failed.
That annoying woman would surely be stepped on under her feet in a very embarrassing manner.
However, until noon, she did not receive any news from Cosmo Callum.
She was more worried about Dustin Drake and couldn’t wait to call Cosmo Callum.
“Miss.” The man’s voice was very calm.
“What about the thing I asked you to do?
You can’t handle a girl, can you?”
The person on the other end coldly said, “The young man guarding her is a bit tricky.
Please give me a few more days, miss.”
“Three days at most.
If you can’t handle her, get out of the Callum family.”
After hanging up the phone, Jobelle Callum was so angry she hit the table, “How could there be someone in Coral Island that I, Jobelle Callum can’t handle?
Am I still the Miss Callum?
This infuriates me.”
At this time, the phone rang.
Jobelle Callum looked at the caller display.
It was her best friend calling.
“Feifei, I heard that Mr.
Drake got beaten up in a club yesterday, is he okay?”
“Where did you hear that?”
“No, there’s a video online, the whole of Man Jiang Province is in an uproar.
The internet is full of criticism, and I was wondering why the Drake’s Group’s crisis public relations were so bad, so you didn’t know about it.”
Jobelle Callum opened up the local hot search, sure enough, it had exploded, rapidly topping the main hot search.
In the surreptitiously filmed video, Dustin Drake was beaten up by a young boy who wasn’t very tall.
The video didn’t capture the face of the person doing the beating, all the comments below were in uniform agreement praising “Well done.”
Those who questioned were informed of this person’s despicable deeds, and then joined the ranks of the critics.
Jobelle Callum angrily threw her phone, “Investigate who dares to oppose my Callums.”
