All Chapters of The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: Chapter 1881 - Chapter 1890

Aria looked at the Goldenflow Carp in her hand. Before they'd left, Cassian had found her, his face dead serious as he explained. "Mr. Carver Senior sent some reliable people to develop business in Portfall way back when. We've lost contact with most of them now—some probably passed away. "But if any are still alive and they see that Goldenflow Carp, they'll know that his descendant has arrived. That should make your path through Portfall smoother. "Portfall's different from anywhere else in Farshya. Even though it's close by, the historical issues between Portfall and the rest of Farshya are real. You can't deny that." Barron was a patriot with such a great vision and strategic mind. Men like that were rare in this world. Even Aria hadn't known he had sent Chamber members to Portfall all those years ago. Anyone Barron had chosen for that mission would've had unshakeable loyalty above all else. Skills and abilities came second to that. …Meanwhile, Sam was still in Portfal

Landon froze for a moment. Then, he curled his lips into a smile and spoke softly near her ear. "Nothing gets past you, does it? Yes, it's related to Sam. Chaos has existed since the creation of heaven and earth. "Unlike other primordial beasts, he's absorbed too much of the world's corrupted energy. People say that when he awakens, the world falls into chaos. But that's not true. "He usually only awakens when there's uncontainable vengefulness somewhere. Wherever he appears marks the source of that darkness." "So..." Aria was too smart not to connect the dots. Landon had only given her half the picture, but she'd already figured out the rest. "Portfall isn't just facing riots. Sam might also return to his original form, including his monstrous powers that could end the world." Landon looked at her. "We're not there yet." "You're here to stop him." Aria understood why heaven existed better than anyone. "How do you plan to stop him?" Landon remained silent. Aria grabbed his

The food scene in Portfall was lively after dark. The commercial district was particularly crowded with locals and tourists. Randall got them seated at a restaurant. He took care of everything himself, so Aria missed out on whatever Sam had experienced arriving in Portfall alone. At first, Randall tried steering them toward a private dining room. The 100-year-old establishment was renowned for its lobster bisque, which was slow-simmered in clay pots that retained every bit of flavor. But Aria had to sit outside where she could track down what had corrupted the city's fortune. She didn't head into the private room. Randall knew they were working, so he kept things low-key and left his security team behind. Even so, Landon looked ridiculous sitting at a sidewalk table in his crisp suit. The moment he sat down, Randall immediately moved to pour him some coffee. Every single person walking past stretched their neck to get a better look. Some people muttered in their local accent,

When Aria defended the two young women, the crowd reacted in different ways. Some looked at her with approval, but others couldn't care less. And then there were those whose faces twisted with disgust. Now she was starting to understand why people said corrupted fortune could turn normal people bitter and spiteful. Nobody could trust each other. They couldn't tell who was genuine and who was not, especially with so many willing to attack without cause. Irene's earlier comments were not entirely made up. Her words were just twisted to stir the pot. Aria didn't stick around to enjoy the atmosphere. The moment she slid into the car, Randall let out a sigh and said, "Things in Portfall are complicated. Back in the day, people would risk their necks sneaking in just to give birth here, all for the benefits. "Later on, they came for job opportunities. The finance and law sectors here were way more developed, especially for international law. With great pay and benefits, talented peop

The other priest dressed more unconventionally and had a shorter fuse. He sipped his tea and muttered, "The Keating's situation is definitely bizarre. If it weren't for Ms. Keating's reactions, I'd think she was just throwing tantrums to get her parents' attention." "But some things don't add up, especially those handprints and palm marks in her bedroom. They appeared out of nowhere. She couldn't have made them herself, not at those angles..." The priest stopped mid-sentence when he noticed Jaqen leading Aria's group inside. "Everyone, these practitioners have just arrived, and they are also here to examine Ms. Keating," Jaqen spoke with his usual diplomacy. "Why don't you all get acquainted while I go upstairs to make the announcement?" The three priests nodded politely. When facing such difficult cases, practitioners did tend to consult with each other. However, looking at these newcomers, none of them took Aria seriously, given her young age. After all, their own disciples