Hoper chuckled. "Does it have to be now?" The timing was not right when Sera was in a rage.However, Amos appeared to be struggling to hold back. He seemed to be holding it in for quite some time. Why was he saying it now?"Later on the first floor," Hoper said. Then he pulled Amos closer to the elevator and made him walk faster.Amos stopped in front of the open box. He didn't want to enter the box again. But seeing Sera looking at him impatiently, Amos hurriedly entered. He didn't care about anything anymore.Amos held on to anything as the elevator moved slightly as it descended. He closed his eyes. Hoper quickly withdrew his hand. When he opened his eyes, he saw the previous room in front of him. Amos was sure that the box was some kind of room-shifting device, but he still didn't understand how it worked. But he was interested."Miss, you can go to the car first. I'll take Amos to the bathroom," Hoper said."What happened to him?" asked Sera sharply."He seems to need to pee," Ho

Hoper still smelled Amos' body odor. But the odor disappeared in the alley. Where did Amos disappear? Why did he suddenly lose him?"Damn!" cursed Hoper. He was very upset. He knew Sera would not be happy to hear about this. He tried to continue find Amos. He was still exploring the small streets for clues. Amos would not suddenly disappear.Riel joined him after some time."Did you lose him?" asked Riel, wandering around the area his eyes could reach.Hoper was silent, he was panicked."Ms. Dumitrese won't like that," said Riel, walking into the alleyway and trying to find a hidden passage. But when they reached the end of the street, they found nothing.Hoper exhaled a rough breath. He stared at the row of small houses behind the tall gates along the street. There was no way Amos could have entered one of those houses, right? If Amos was there, he could smell him."That slave is so cunning. I let my guard down," Hoper regretted, pressing his forehead. He was tired and scared."We sh

Amos felt the sunlight shining on his face for a long time, as his face felt hot. The light came in from the large glass window in the room. He then got up and realized the room was empty.Where have the children disappeared? The room was empty, the beds previously lined up were no longer there. Only his sleeping bag remained.Amos thought he slept too soundly to hear the children's commotion when he woke up. He quickly tidied up his sleeping bag and hurried out of the room. He passed through the corridor to the back garden. It was quiet there at the moment."Are you awake?" asked Dion from behind, startling Amos."Oh, y-yes. Where are the others?" asked Amos."Come with me, they're having breakfast. You should have breakfast too," said Dion as he walked quickly ahead of him. The man smiled.Amos followed Dion's lead."I thought they were ghosts. I didn't hear any sounds this morning," Amos said.Dion laughed crisply. "You slept too well. I've called you several times.""Really?" Amos

Amos knew it was useless to beg for forgiveness. Sera was merciless. If she wanted to kill him, even if he begged until he bled, it would be useless. So he could only dodge as much as he could.In addition to the wounds on his entire body, some open wounds were still oozing fresh blood, while others were dried blood stuck to his skin. His appearance resembled a cow in a slaughterhouse that had just been slaughtered. His hair was sticky with blood, and his face was dirty with blood and dust. And this time, with teardrops.Amos didn't care anymore. From the beginning, he should have realized he was a slave. His fate would not change no matter how hard he tried. He was too confident. He thought he was smart enough to move. But, until now, he had only brought misfortune to his friends in the slave house.Sera's steps got closer. Amos stumbled backwards until his body hit the cold wall. Knowing he had no way out, he turned his head down with a trembling body.Sera's feet were thirty centim

Tudor was outraged by Sera's intervention. Amos' guilt couldn't be tolerated. Moreover, it all came from Sera who brought the slave out."I won't let her take him this time. That slave is troublesome. How can I rest easy if Sera keeps protecting him?" Tudor grumbled.Winston tried to calm him down. "Sera has never been like this. She never protects anyone. This is the first time she's protected someone. Sera may really want that slave, Papa."Tudor snorted. "She's stepped too far this time. She just let the slave go without saying anything to me! Insolent child!"Winston was silent. Usually Tudor would only get angry for a moment when it came to Sera, considering she was his favorite daughter. But, it seemed that this time Tudor really couldn't stand Sera's behavior."What if Sera really wants to marry him? She's already marked that slave. If Papa kills that slave, I'm afraid Sera will be affected."Tudor shook his head. "Nothing will happen. Her mate has already been determined. It i