Rogue

“Got it.” Wesley stopped in the middle of the pavilion, took the teapot from the stove on the coffee table, and poured Dexter a cup of tea.

“Your parents have already known about Ms. Castillo’s participation in the competition, and they’re very mad. I’m afraid that they’ll criticize her after she comes back,” Wesley said in a soft voice for fear of annoying Dexter.

Dexter threw another pellet of fish food into the lake, and the bulging veins on the back of his hand made his hand look slender and flawless like a piece of artwork.

He said casually, “I’ll take care of that.

“She can do whatever she wants as long as she gets my permission, and no one’s gonna say no to

that.”

His beautiful voice was as soft as the water that brought peace to people.

then Wesley poured him a cup of coffee. He used a small fan to cool the coffee in the teacup, walked up to Dexter with the coffee, half knelt on the ground, and handed the cup to him. “Mr. Johnson and Mrs. Johnson are said to be furious this time, and the servants have been very cautious. I’m afraid that you won’t be able to calm them down.”

Dexter took a sip of coffee and said, “It’s okay. I can handle that. I’ll make a scene if necessary. Then they’ll understand and step out of this.

Wesley didn’t say anything. He just didn’t expect that Dexter, who had always been elegant and reserved, would say such words.

Wesley paused and seemed to think of something. Then he said, “Some of those rich people have escaped. Should I send some people to catch them?”

Dexter chuckled and said, “Let them run. I was going to only deal with them, but since they’ve run away, for every mile they escape, I’ll add one of their family members to this game. Good luck to them.”

Wesley nodded and said, “Sure. I’ll have someone investigate their families later.”

Dexter soon lost interest in feeding the fish and threw all the fish food into the lake.

The fish fiercely competed for the food, creating large splashes in the water.

Wesley stood up and blocked the splashes with his hands to prevent them from getting Dexter wet.

Soon, the food was divided up, and the fish that had gathered together dispersed.

Wesley withdrew his hand, put the cup back on the table, took out a packet of wet tissues from his pocket, and half–knelt beside Dexter. He gently picked up one of his hands to wipe it carefully.

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“Do my hands look pretty?” asked Dexter.

Wesley replied, “Of course. Your hands are the prettiest in the world, Mr. Johnson.”

Dexter continued, “Would she love them if I cut them off and sent them to her as a gift?”

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Wesley seemed to be accustomed to such remarks from Dexter. While wiping his hands carefully, Wesley said seriously, “These hands are only valuable if they stay with you. Once they were cut off, they would rot and make Ms. Castillo feel sick.

“For the sake of Ms. Castillo’s mental health, you’d better send her something else.”

Dexter–seemed to think of something and suddenly burst into low laughter.

She hadn’t been able to look at his hands since the accident in their childhood. Even if he did cut them off and give them to her, she would just throw them away and run away.

After all, that accident had been troubling her.

Even if she never gave a damn about what others said about her, she still felt embarrassed every time she thought of it.

Silent, Dexter looked at his iPad on the coffee table.

The screen displayed a live stream of the forest, transmitted by his mechanical bees designed to hack computer systems.

From the very beginning, he hacked into the internal camera system. Even if they shut down the live stream, he could still see Evangeline’s every move in the forest.

Even the viewing room was watched by his men. Therefore, no matter what those rich men wanted to do, he knew it and came up with a plan immediately. No one was gonna hurt Evangeline.

It took Jeffrey two days to finally accept his current situation. He had lost his hands, feet, and most of his skin, but he was still alive and fully conscious.

Marian and Riley marveled at the power of traditional medicine, and their admiration for Evangeline grew. Keeping a dying person alive while maintaining his consciousness was an extremely difficult thing to do.

Jeffrey had been devastated, but no matter how much he begged, Evangeline just smiled at him and even encouraged him to get more food. She told him that he would soon be set free.

Jeffrey didn’t remember how he managed to survive.

He didn’t know why he had to listen to Evangeline when he was dying.

All he knew was that he was terrified of Evangeline.

Whatever Evangeline asked him to he didn’t dare to resist. He subconsciously obeyed her

because he was afraid of being treated with crueler means.

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He didn’t know how she could make him suffer more.

For the first time, he felt that having a strong will to live wasn’t always a good thing. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

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John roared in the viewing room, “Where are the fifty armed operatives? Why are they missing? And why haven’t they found Evangeline yet?”

The fifty men had been lost since the first day they were sent there.

Due to the lack of cameras over there, they didn’t know what was going on. They thought the communicators were malfunctioning so they didn’t think much of it.

After all, John couldn’t imagine what could possibly happen to such a professional combat team in

the forest.

They had already secured the forest, so no outsiders could enter. Even if someone managed to sneak in, he alone wouldn’t be able to defeat fifty armed men..

They all thought the fifty men were just missing. No one thought that they were in an accident.

As far as they were concerned, there could be no accidents.

They had been watching the live stream about Evangeline, waiting for the fifty men to find her.

However, it had been two days and Jeffrey was nearly dying, yet they were never there!

They remotely controlled the cameras in the forest to search for the fifty men, but they failed. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.

Everyone kept silent with stern faces, feeling panicked.

John was so angry that he paced back and forth in the room. He kicked one of them and yelled, “Say something? Are you all dumb?”

They showed him meaningful looks. One of them said in a low voice, “Should we run too? We’ve sent so many people there and none of them could deal with Evangeline. She may have something to do with evil power…”

The rest of them hurriedly echoed, “Exactly. Evangeline even tamed the big white tiger that you prepared to kill her. She was immune to the poison you prepared in advance. Now the armed operatives we sent there to deal with her are missing. This is so weird.”

“Could Evangeline be a nonhuman creature?”

“It’s possible. Could she be a demon or possessed by one?”

“Probably, Normal people aren’t as cruel and weird as her.”

“We should run now. What if she came

for us after she finished torturing Jeffrey?”