Chapter 221: Chapter 221: Lowe’s Betrayal, Stronghold Bombed
Claire Green stood by the window, chuckling softly as she looked at a brightly lit location.
"Brother, I’ve come home."
Julian Sia paused his steps, then instructed Charles Jordan to prepare for returning to the country.
Hearing the man’s words warmed Claire Green’s heart.
Among the thousands of lights, one shone for her.
"No need, isn’t my brother busy in F Continent?" Claire gently stopped him with a smile.
But the worry deep within her was not something he could ignore, and his pleasant voice carried an irrefutable tone.
"Then tell me why you’re feeling down, Claire."
Claire Green’s eyelashes trembled slightly as she spoke offhandedly, "Brother, you’re overthinking. I just woke up."
She had mentioned before that she would tell him when she felt ready, but some things seemed impossible to say now.
So, just wait a bit longer.
Understanding her reluctance to speak, Julian Sia’s eyes darkened, the aura around him causing Charles Jordan beside him to shiver.
What did Miss Claire and Master Julian talk about?
Seeing the man silent, Claire Green also fell quiet.
They could only hear each other’s steady breathing.
Soon.
Claire Green’s voice was soft and low, "Give me a bit more time."
"Alright."
After he hung up the call, Charles Jordan cautiously spoke, "Master Julian, are we still going back?"
Who would have thought?
The man glanced at him, tossed a phrase, and turned back into the villa.
"Go to the punishment hall yourself."
Charles Jordan was dumbfounded, wondering if he was an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire.
And clearly Miss Claire was the one stopping you from going back, so why am I the one suffering?
...
In the morning, Drake White saw an uninvited guest in the living room as he came down the stairs, his eyes flashed knowingly.
"Tsk, Lowe, you don’t look too good,"
He snatched a sandwich from the dining room and sat on the sofa, munching, eyes fixed amusingly on the person opposite.
Frankly, this sister’s medicine is strong.
Before he was full of vitality, now he seemed like a dying man.
"I know you can contact Emma White, tell her I agreed." Lowe spoke with difficulty, his voice even more hoarse than before.
These days, he’s been tortured endlessly; before he could alleviate it with calming agents, but recently even these were ineffective.
He secretly sought help from others, but they all professed helplessness.
Upon hearing this.
Drake White raised a brow, "Finally willing to compromise, you know you could’ve avoided all this by agreeing earlier."
Lowe was speechless; are you speaking human language?
He forced a smile, "I hope she can return soon."
After he left, Drake White couldn’t wait to share the good news over the phone.
"Sister, hurry back to F Continent, Lowe made his choice."
Claire Green took a sip of coffee, lazily responded, "Understood."
Seems like a smart guy.
...
Afternoon,
The living room at Iris Estate was extremely tense.
Qiu Kai clenched his fists, staring viciously at the girl on the sofa.
Damn, it’s clear the Manor Master wasn’t messed up due to that woman’s drugs, it was Emma White’s doing.
"The Divine Healer is fast indeed." Lowe spoke, his face pale, his smile forced.
If he didn’t know she truly left F Continent earlier, he’d wonder if she’s been around all along.
Next moment, his expression froze.
"Saving lives is a traditional virtue after all," she spoke lazily, playfully.
Shit, why didn’t you think of virtue when you jabbed me with this?
Despite your delicate face, you do such unkind things.
To the side, Drake White couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
"What traditional virtue indeed."
"Since that’s the case, can you treat me now?" Lowe’s voice was deep and pressed.
Claire Green curled her lips, spoke lightly, "Don’t rush, first tell me what you’re researching now."
As soon as she finished,
Lowe’s face was shocked.
No wonder she wanted to make a deal, she knew all along.
Just as he was preparing to feign ignorance, he heard her, calm voice.
"Think carefully before you speak."
Even though her tone was calm, he sensed a threat within.
Thinking about the torment his body endured, he closed his eyes; when he reopened them, they were full of determination.
"Murphy is now researching heavy weapons, especially the ones combined with the Morls Virus. Once successful, no matter how strong the forces in F Continent are, they won’t stand a chance."
"Morls?" Drake White expressed confusion.
"When infected, you’ll slowly lose your five senses, your bodily functions will deteriorate, in the end, you can only lie in bed waiting for death."
After listening.
Drake White sucked in a breath.
Shit, that old woman is secretly working on such things.
Lowe disclosed everything he knew and participated in, "Is that enough now?"
Claire Green somehow had a silver lighter in her hand, playing with it between her fingers.
"I’ve said her life for yours," she raised her eyelids, "Bring her to see me."
Lowe clenched his palm, "Sure, but how can I hold on till I swap hers with mine given my condition now."
Fear Murphy won’t be dead yet, and he’d be gone.
Claire calmly rose, her evenly jointed fingers patted his shoulder, not too lightly nor heavily, "So you don’t have much time left."
Drake White gleefully made a cheering gesture to Lowe, "Better hurry."
Bam.
As their backs disappeared, Lowe furiously grabbed a cup and smashed it aside.
Qiu Kai looked at the fragments, his brows and eyes filled with worry.
He had been listening all along, shocked that Emma White really intended to take Cynthia Murphy’s life.
Was it just because of that thing they’re developing?
The temperature in the living room sunk to freezing, after a while, Lowe spoke, "Go to Tulip and tell her I’ve made progress with Emma."
...
"Master Julian, a message from Xiao Wu, after Emma White and Drake White left Iris, Qiu Kai urgently headed to Tulip."
Jacob Jordan’s voice was somewhat surprised; he’s dealt with Qiu Kai several times and rarely seen him anxious. But according to Xiao Wu’s description, things seem complicated.
Julian Sia sat on a grandmaster chair, leaning back, his fingers unconsciously spinning the ring on his thumb.
Upon hearing Jacob Jordan’s report, he uttered an ambiguous ’mhmm’.
"Go investigate her."
Lowe suddenly sending people to Tulip indicates a potential collaboration with Claire.
Understanding who the ’her’ referred to, Jacob Jordan promptly took action.
Soon later.
He came in holding something, looking uncomfortable.
"That woman is truly disgusting."
He proceeded to narrate what he found to Julian Sia.
From the silence that followed, Julian Sia’s calm eyes flickered with dark brilliance.
Seems he’s been dormant too long, allowing some to entertain wild fantasies.
When he spoke, his voice harbored a chilling cold, "With ambition too big, take people and have some fun."
Understanding his intention clearly, Jacob Jordan showed a hint of ruthlessness as he turned.
Tulip aims for F Continent, really?
Before long.
Several blasts echoed throughout.
Then, news spread instantly that several Tulip outposts were destroyed.
A few forces quickly started observing the spectacle with amusement.
Also, they were left wondering.
What could Murphy have done to provoke him?
Upon receiving the news, Claire Green mischievously smiled, "Really violent."
Good thing she deliberately weakened Tulip’s firewall.