NOVPUBChapter 1461: 662 layout_1 Chapter 1461: 662 layout_1 “Honorable Vermilion Bird.” The young man bowed reverently, with faultless deportment.
Vermilion Bird quietly eyed the young man before him, his gaze falling on the bandaged hand.
“How is your hand’s injury?”
“Much better, thank you for your concern, Sir.”
“Well, go home and rest.
Deonte Basil already asked for your leave on your behalf, so you don’t need to come here for the next month.”
The young man turned and left.
Vermilion Bird stared at the young man’s retreating figure until it completely disappeared.
“Caspian Basil.”
A Silver Armor Guard came silently behind Vermilion Bird, bowing respectfully.
“Keep an eye on her.”
Aubree Groove returned to her room and had not stepped out since.
...
Deonte Basil gently knocked on Vermilion Bird’s office door without raising his head.
“Come in.”
“Boss, you wanted to see me.”
Vermilion Bird pointed to the chair in front of him: “Sit down, I have something to discuss with you.”
Deonte Basil nervously swallowed, cautiously taking a seat.
Vermilion Bird shot a glance at him, and that glance nearly sent Deonte Basil out of the door.
Among the four leaders, Vermilion Bird was the least talkative, but also the most terrifying, because his eyes could see into people’s hearts.
Interrogating criminals, there was no need for fancy tools, with just a few words he could shatter their psychological defenses.
Deonte Basil gradually found it difficult to keep up, dropping his head in frustration.
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Inracetales.
Early in the morning, General Kuhar, accompanied by his guard team, went to General Nando’s mansion.
In the entourage, Nicholas Drake finally saw General Nando.
In Nicholas Drake’s imagination, the general should have been an old man in his fifties or sixties, but he didn’t expect him to be so young.
In his early thirties, tall and handsome, his face carried an imposing, chivalric air.
There wasn’t a trace of the brutish warrior about him, instead, an elegant and graceful charm permeated his every action.
After a cup of tea, the two retired to the study for a private talk.
The guards weren’t privy to their conversation.
At eleven o’clock, General Kuhar said his goodbyes to Nando and left.
On the way back, General Kuhar rolled down the windows and lit a cigarette: “The authorities are settling on a date to crown the prince.
The overall situation in Inracetales is settled, what are you guys still trying to do?
Do you even understand the concept of death?”
Nicholas Drake laughed lightly: “General, be careful.
Walls have ears.”
Kuhar hurriedly shut his mouth.
The Silver Armor Guard was everywhere, and his words might be overheard.
But it was frustrating how he was forced to keep his thoughts bottled up inside.
Angrily, he glared at the young man next to him.
Nicholas Drake was utterly indifferent, fondling his guard knife at his waist: “General Kuhar, have you met the Vermilion Bird of the Silver Armor Guard?”
A chill ran down Kuhar’s spine.
Of course he knew of the Vermilion Bird from the Silver Armor Guard.
The man was trusted by the Holy Master and was also the most terrifying among the four leaders of the Silver Armor Guard.
He controlled intelligence.
He could command anyone’s death with just a word.
“General, do you know that Julius Sutton works under Vermilion Bird?”
Kuhar looked up in disbelief, “How do you know that?”
The other person was reminding him, Julius Sutton managed to successfully join the Silver Armor Guard and gain Vermilion Bird’s trust.
Anything she wanted to accomplish wouldn’t fail.
“I remember that the General loves the pastries from this bakery.
General, you go on ahead.
I’ll buy you some and catch up.”
He had the driver stop the car, Nicholas Drake got out of the car and went into the bakery on the roadside.
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Pethkids, Western Education Bureau.
The iron gate slowly opened, and a gaunt young woman stepped out.
Verine Hayes rushed over, crying, to wrap her arms around her.
“Bella, my poor child!”
Alora Hart looked very calm, so calm that it made Verine Hayes feel anxious.
“Bella, it must have been hard inside.
Come home with mom.
I will cook you something delicious.
Look at how skinny you’ve become, it breaks mom’s heart.”
“My surname is Hart.” Alora Hart spoke calmly, looking indifferently at the middle-aged woman before her.
Verine Hayes stared at her blankly.
“The Harts is my home.
My father must have given you a lot of money later on, more than enough for you to live comfortably the rest of your life.”
Verine Hayes felt frightened by the stranger standing before her.
She only found out through the news that Bella was Digby Hart’s biological daughter.
She, Bella’s birth mother, was ironically the last person in the whole world to know.
At that time, Verine Hayes was both shocked and angry.
She didn’t see Digby Hart.
It was Digby Hart’s secretary who found her, gave her a bank card.
The money in it was enough for her and her son’s needs for the rest of their lives.
The condition was to forget the past, never to appear in front of Digby Hart again.
Verine Hayes couldn’t deny how heartbroken she felt in that moment.
But what could she do, leech off him shamelessly?
Even more so, that event was a mistake.
The way Digby Hart treated her could be considered very generous.
