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"Even if Nayla wants you to hurt an innocent child? I wouldn't have saved you if you hadn't been nice and refused to follow her orders to harm Zoey!" Max roared with anger.He took a deep breath, barely suppressing his anger. He paused before continuing, "Zoey also saved you. She even gave you the pills she cherished. Otherwise, your injuries wouldn't have healed so quickly. What would she think if she knew what kind of person you are?"Zoey was only three years old. She was so young and naive that she believed everyone was kind. She thought the bad people wouldn't catch her as long as she behaved obediently.How could Max bear to let her know that Nayla had ordered Fernando to approach her as an assassin?How could he explain that to a three-year-old child? How could he say it?Fernando's heart twisted as he imagined Zoey's innocent and lovely eyes becoming scared when she saw him.He silently lowered his eyes, unable to say anything under Max's scolding. He felt extremely uncom

As the Daltons' men surrounded Max, Nayla managed to flee."Damn it!" He gritted his teeth and glanced at Fernando. "Since you didn't join Nayla in harming Ms. Zoey, I'll let you go. You may leave!"However, Fernando didn't do so. He seemed to have made a certain determination and bent toward Max. "Please allow me to stay by Ms. Zoey's side. I'm willing to spend the rest of my life protecting her."Max squinted. "Do you think I'll still believe you?"Fernando remained bent over. It was a posture of persistence rather than reverence. "I won't give up even if you disagree.""Whatever!" Max turned around indifferently and led the Hamiltons' guards away.Fernando soon straightened up. He appeared resolute. Even if Max barred him from entering the Hamilton residence again, he would silently protect Zoey....Nayla stitched up her face at the Dalton residence, her hands trembling violently."Damn it!" She let out a shrill roar and hurled the needle holder violently to the ground.H

A week later, Birdie awoke.She burst into tears upon seeing Larissa. "Ms. Larissa, those people beat me so badly! I thought I'd never see you again!"Larissa tenderly hugged Birdie and patted her back to comfort her. "It's fine now. Don't be afraid. I've already avenged you."Vincent stood nearby. He tightly pursed his lips, believing that the punishments meted out to those people were too light.After Birdie had stopped crying, she looked at him and asked, "Vince, why are you still so short?"He felt like he'd been struck by lightning.Birdie was a year older than Vincent. Girls at this age tended to be taller than boys, causing Vincent to be a head shorter than Birdie.He pursed his lips and quietly put away the small cakes he had prepared for her. It took him a lot of effort to snatch it from Victor.Even if he gave it back to Victor, he wouldn't give it to the ungrateful Birdie!Larissa could tell Vincent's thoughts and nearly came out laughing. She barely managed to hold

Ambrose's pupils shrank.His right hand had completely transformed into the shape of a wolf claw.The mutation continued to spread up his arm, resulting in a thick layer of wolf fur.Dawn was approaching. A faint light shone on the horizon. The distant sea was tumultuous with no end in sight.Ambrose stood on the balcony, his black hair fluttering in the sea breeze.He cautiously lifted his right hand. At this moment, his hand could no longer be called a hand.From his fingertips to his arm, it had fully transformed into a wolf's paw. Even more terrifyingly, the mutation was still spreading toward his shoulder.His time was running out.Ambrose stared at his right hand intently for a long time. Until the cold air covered his long eyelashes with a layer of frost, he put on his gloves again, hiding the mutated hand.He returned to the bedroom, where Larissa remained asleep. She appeared to be having a beautiful dream, smiling as she slept.Ambrose sat down by the bed, gazing at

Max's treatment of external injuries was professional.He gently patted the wolf cub's head and said, "Bye."The wolf cub's eyes were full of gratitude. It looked at the humans deeply before running away without looking back.Larissa and her team continued to search for traces of the werewolf in Northernmost.However, they didn't find any useful clues. Max couldn't help but ask, "Madam, do you think there would be werewolves here?"She replied, "Although Jackie lied about the wolf cub, I believe he saw something real. No matter what, I'll find him, even if we have to turn Northernmost upside down!"On a mountain several miles away, a tall figure stood against the wind. He stood firm amidst the snowy landscape like a sturdy tree.The wolf cub approached him and affectionately rubbed against his trousers. He lowered his head, giving it a faint glance. "Little fool, don't get caught in human traps again."His tone was stern, with a hint of teaching. The wolf cub lowered its head i