Chapter 927
Milton felt the same urgency, but he tried to comfort her like an older brother. “Don’t worry, Elliana. Our family library has many old records. I’ll look through them right away and see if anything connects.”
“Alright,” Elliana said. “I’ll keep searching for the Medical Codex. As for the Serpent Society, I’ll leave that part to you.”
Once their talk ended, the siblings hung up and returned to their own responsibilities.
Meanwhile, far out at sea, a very different scene played out aboard a massive cruise ship.
The ship was grand, and its interior design dripped with luxury. On the highest deck, a sprawling hall stretched open before an elaborate entrance.
Opposite the doom lay a wall engraved with a giant serpent crest, positioned above a regal chair trimmed in antique gold. The faint fragrance of sandalwood lingered in the air, filling the chamber with an austere calm.
A woman draped in black chiffon lounged lazily in that chair, her eyes shut as though resting. Her frame was slender and graceful, but the black veil hiding her face made it impossible to guess her age. Her name was Maxine Griffiths.
On the deck outside, a helicopter descended, and Katrina and Jules stepped out, making their way quickly into the hall. The moment they entered, both bowed to Maxine.
Maxine’s eyelids lifted slightly, her glance sweeping over them without urgency. “How did the mission go?” she asked.
Katrina and Jules tensed immediately, anxiety tightening their shoulders. Everyone knew Maxine’s reputation—strict but never unfair. Success always earned handsome rewards, while failure brought consequences too severe to forget.
Their hesitation spoke volumes. Seeing it, Maxine’s lazy expression hardened into something sharp and cold. “The mission failed, didn’t it?”
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Startled, Katrina and Jules dropped their heads, not daring to meet Maxine’s eyes.
Maxine straightened up with deliberate calm, her eyes slicing through them as she spoke coldly. “I asked you to kill a weak and worthless girl, and you still managed to fail?”
“Actually, Elliana isn’t weak. We completely underestimated her,” Katrina blurted out, her voice tight with tension. “We thought we had everything under control, the plan was solid, and the execution flawless. But the moment we faced her, it became clear. Her combat skills were on an entirely different level. Even with Jules and me working together, plus more than ten of our men, we still couldn’t bring her down.”
Jules interjected quickly, desperate to explain, “That’s right. We already struggled to handle her alone, and then Cole appeared out of nowhere. Once he joined the fight, there was no way we could win.”
The words had hardly left his mouth before he doubled over, coughing hard, and spat a streak of blood onto the floor.
“Jules, you’re hurt?” Maxine’s sharp tone softened just slightly as she fixed her eyes on him.
Jules brushed the blood from his lip and said, “Cole landed a blow to my chest. I think it did more damage inside than outside.”
Maxine’s glare softened until worry took its place. “Did you get yourself checked out?”
As the tension in the hall eased with her change in mood, Jules let out a faint breath of relief. “I rushed back to report to you and haven’t had time to see a doctor.”
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