Chapter 265
All of the medicinal herbs in Solacecrest Manor were promised by her to Nolan.
They were meant for the Black Flag. Those soldiers had fought for Bortenland for years, only to end up with broken bodies, crippling injuries, and lifelong pain.
And now, after a month of careful cultivation, more than half of the herbs had been destroyed by these people. They didn’t even spare the fields themselves.
These thieves went too far. Eliza refused to let this slide.
She would never let the mastermind behind this get away with it. As for these thieves, they wouldn’t be spared either.
She said, “Malaki, give them a proper welcome.”
Malaki hadn’t expected this side of Eliza.
He’d always thought the usually kind and gentle young lady was just like her mother.
But now, it turned out beneath that gentleness was a deadly edge. She was just like her father.
Malaki’s old eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he stared at Eliza, as if he were seeing the very image of the former head of the Padilla family.
His long–dormant heart was stirred to excitement. ‘Mr. Padilla, our family finally has someone to carry on!
Suppressing his excitement, Malaki chuckled with a full face of smiles, “Rest assured, dealing with these scums is my specialty.”
He turned and gave an order.
Several servants stepped forward, each grabbing one of the thieves. Two held each man down, then they carried over the buckets filled with the same poison–laced sap. After topping the buckets off with water, they forced the thieves‘ heads into them, one by one.
The first three, including the leader, flailed desperately, sending water splashing everywhere.
“Your Grace, please have a seat.”
Renee glanced at Malaki. She was inspired. She ran off and returned with a random chair she’d found, placing it behind Eliza.
Eliza turned to look at her, only to see the little girl smiling innocently.
She smiled helplessly and reached out to pat Renee’s head, “Thank you, Renee.”
As Malaki kept a stern eye on the punishment being carried out, he also snuck a glance at the interaction beside him.
His sharp old eyes briefly swept over Renee, and then he began to chuckle meaningfully to himself, clearly of something.
“No! Please don’t!”
“I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!”
“Spare us! Please, just let us go!”
ing thought
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Malaki still hadn’t caught on. “Just those few traits? That’s enough to identify him?”
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