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CH 22: The East Wing Secret 2

Author: Nuellam
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-27 02:03:33

When the servants saw Butler Thomas’s expression shift from shock to horror, then to anger, they trembled even more, assuming their crime was punishable only by death.

Some servants dropped to their knees, kowtowing to him.

“Grandpa Butler, please show mercy—don’t fire us!”

“Yes, Grandpa Butler, we—we swear never to do it again!”

“Please… don’t fire us. My family depends on my earnings to survive!”

“Grandpa Butler, I swear I won’t neglect my work again. From now on, I’ll work like an ox for yo
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  • THE PUREBLOOD'S HEARTBEAT    CH 31: Fallen into a scheme, a night of p-a-s-s-i-o-n

    Nor did he expect his master to delay the girl from boarding the train without her knowledge. Tsk, tsk. His boss really knew how to scheme without leaving a trace behind. Now he understood why his master had scheduled the gathering of the purebred for today, after weeks since his awakening. Lynette froze when she saw Grandpa Butler. Her mind couldn’t help but recall her encounter at the mansion and the coffin. “Hello, Grandpa Butler.” “Yes, I’m heading back, Grandpa Butler.” “That’s great. Hop in. Let me give you a ride back—we’re heading in that direction.” We? Lynette wondered. Could someone be at the backseat? Could it be the owner of the mansion—Grandpa Butler’s employer? “Hehe… th-that won’t be necessary, will it?” she said nervously. “I mean, I already booked my train ticket. I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you, Grandpa Butler.” Lynette prayed Butler Thomas would understand and not force her to join them. She dreaded being in the same car with them, es

  • THE PUREBLOOD'S HEARTBEAT    CH 30: Her Sacrifice

    Azael stood still, lost in thought. ‎His hands slumped to his sides in defeat as his raging power slowly retracted. ‎A familiar voice echoed in his head. ‎“Azael, live well.” ‎So this was the truth all along, he thought. ‎“Lyn… was I really worth such a sacrifice?” His words came out broken, barely a whisper. ‎He remembered how he misunderstood her, how he destroyed what he thought she cared about the most. ‎Not knowing that he had always been the one she cared about the most. ‎Azael had thought that by destroying what she held dear, he could claim her undivided attention. ‎Even when they met in each cycle of life, he could never forget what he believed was her betrayal choosing another over him, imprisoning him, taking away his abilities. ‎The ability to hear the evil in people's minds. Their twisted desires. ‎He had thought his power returned because he had finally killed her and drained her blood and strength. ‎But only now did he realize she had never truly

  • THE PUREBLOOD'S HEARTBEAT    CH 29: The Confrontation 2

    “This is her home. She wouldn’t be going anywhere,” Azael proclaimed. Mr. Carter’s jaw tightened as his anger bubbled over. “You… you dare!” “What gave you the delusion that my daughter will stay here with you, huh? You think you can just dictate her life—where she stays or not?” “Then let me make it clear to you, Mr. Azael. Lynette does not, and would never, belong to you.” With Mr. Carter’s cold words, something seemed to snap in Azael. A slight breeze passed by as Azael gripped Mr. Carter by the neck. His expression frosted into a wicked smile, his fangs elongating dangerously as his deep red orbs seemed to glow like blazing hellfire. The more Azael smiled, the more his anger tipped into something maleficent. It irked him when someone tried to come between him and Lyn. Why… why did they keep coming between them, huh? Lynette belonged to him, and always would. Death was the only ending for anyone who dared to come between them. “You humans sure know how to je

  • THE PUREBLOOD'S HEARTBEAT    CH 28: The Confrontation 1

    As if Butler Thomas’s thoughts had come to manifestation. Downstairs, in the mansion’s living room, Maid Alice welcomed a guest, who turned out to be Mr. Carter, Lynette’s dad, into the sitting area. “I will inform the Butler of your arrival, Mr. Carter,” she said kindly, her every gesture radiating the air of someone who had undergone professional training. “Thank you so much. Please let him know I’m here for my daughter, Lynette,” Mr. Carter said, while subtly looking around to see if he could spot that bastard fate had tied to his daughter. “Yes, Mr. Carter, I will inform him of your presence now,” she responded, walking to the landline at the right-hand corner of the mahogany table. Ring! Ring! After two rings, Butler Thomas picked up. “What is it?” His voice came out muffled. “Grandpa Butler, we have a guest here. He said he is Miss Lynette’s father.” “WHAT?” Butler Thomas’s voice rose in surprise before turning muffled again. “Just try as much as possible t

  • THE PUREBLOOD'S HEARTBEAT    CH 27 : His Possessiveness

    Butler Thomas led the way toward the third floor under the servants’ subtle stares. When Butler Thomas pushed open the master’s bedroom on the third floor, sweat trickled down his forehead in fear of what would happen if his Lord saw the master bedroom in disarray. He had no idea what state the intruder had left the room in. He just hoped it wouldn't catch his Lord’s eyes. But had there ever been anything that escaped his attention? Lord Azael was known for his high level of intelligence and observation; nothing could escape his notice, especially if it had to do with his interest. He sweated at the thought of the impending doom. He should have checked the calendar before getting up today — as if he ever slept. Butler Thomas couldn't help but sigh in relief when he didn't find any incriminating items on the floor of the master bedroom, nor on the bed. But how? Could the servants have cleaned it? he wondered. Or maybe the intruder didn't do anything drastic. Seei

  • THE PUREBLOOD'S HEARTBEAT    CH 26: An Anomaly

    “Hisss—” Lynette hissed in pain even in her unconscious state when Azael sank his fangs into her flesh. “Lyn… my Lyn…” Azael murmured, tracing his cold fingers affectionately along Lynette’s face. In her unconscious state, Lynette felt as though she were being bitten by a dog that had been chasing her relentlessly. Who was calling her? That name felt so familiar, like she had heard it somewhere before. But where could it be? Her parents didn’t call her that, neither did her relatives, nor Lila Quinn, her best friend. That voice sounded so familiar. Where had she heard it? She felt as though she knew the owner of that voice, yet at the same time, she didn’t. Everything felt as if it were covered in fog. She couldn’t see the flashing images very clearly. Azael, seeing Lynette bruised and injured, scooped her into a princess carry. He turned to Butler Thomas, who was still kneeling in greeting. “Yes.” He responded to the earlier greeting before stepping forwar

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