All Chapters of Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers: Chapter 2141 - Chapter 2150

"Your apology is useless, I want her to apologize." Misael looked at the girl, a hint of a wicked smile in his eyes. "It's not like I care about the cost of a meal or two. How about this: if you can't teach this girl properly, let me do it. Whatever you pay her, I'll give her double."Dillon and the bald man, Pablo Miller, exchanged smiles of different meanings after hearing this, looking at the deaf-mute girl as if she were a little lamb.Aileen straightened up and continued, "If you gentlemen are not happy with the food, then please don't come to my little restaurant next time. Also, this girl was hired by me; she works here as a waitress and has nothing to do with you. If she made a mistake, I apologize on her behalf. This meal is on the house, but please don't come again. Eveblossom Restaurant does not welcome you."First polite, then firm—since you refuse to show respect, Aileen naturally would not indulge you. No matter how brightly you dress, it only covers up the filth inside.

"Don't come any closer. If you lay a finger on me, my father will never let you get away with it." Dillon's voice carried a barely noticeable tremor. "Let me tell you, my name is Dillon, and I'm the son of the president of the Ramirez Group in New York! You should know the status of the Ramirez Group in New York—it's no less than the Cromwell family! With just one word from my father, the Cromwell family would lose everything they have now.""Oh? The Ramirez Group?" Amelia raised her brows, her eyes narrowing. "Then I'd like to see how your father makes the Cromwell family pay the price."Seeing that Amelia was completely unmoved, Dillon suddenly lost his confidence, but he still forced himself to continue: "Wait! My father is not an ordinary man! He's not just some regular businessman—he's joined the Obsidian Gang! Do you know what kind of organization the Obsidian Gang is? It's a top-tier group gathering elites and dignitaries from all over the world, with immense power and influenc

"I can help you get in touch with the core members of the Obsidian Gang, but..." Grayson said in a low voice, "but you must guarantee the safety of myself, my son, and the Ramirez Group.""Don't worry." Amelia nodded. "As long as you truly cooperate, I, Amelia, always keep my word."She then extended her hand. "Pleasure working with you, Mr. Ramirez."Grayson looked at her outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, but finally shook it. "Pleasure working with you, Ms. Cromwell."He was no longer as relaxed as when he first entered; instead, there was a trace of awe in his gaze toward Amelia.Amelia was more like a chess master. From the moment she brought Dillon back to the Cromwell Group, to Grayson's arrival, every step they took, every word they spoke, was within Amelia's calculations."Ms. Cromwell, no wonder there are so many stories about you circulating online." Grayson's eyes deepened. "If one doesn't meet you in person, it's impossi

Cade set down his wine glass, the mockery and nonchalance on his face had long since vanished, replaced by a deep sense of dread.He bent forward slightly, his voice dry as he spoke: "Lord Mystic Vale... why are you here?"The others quickly followed suit, bowing their heads and not daring to meet Mystic Vale's gaze. The council chamber, which had been filled with noise just moments before, was now so silent that a pin drop could be heard. Only the soft sound of Mystic Vale's fingers rolling his prayer beads echoed through the vast hall, piercingly sharp.Mystic Vale ignored Cade's question and slowly walked to the obsidian throne at the head of the room, taking a seat.His posture was casual, yet exuded an innate authority. He lifted his eyes, his gaze slowly sweeping over everyone present. That look was indifferent and cold, as if he were watching a group of clowns."Sit down." Mystic Vale's voice was extremely soft, yet carried a commanding force. "I heard everything you said just n

Alfonso still kept his eyes tightly shut, showing not the slightest reaction.Could it be that the problem lies with his soul?Amelia stared intently at the silver needle; the silver needle indeed showed no reaction at all.Amelia did not give up and continued to insert the silver needle into other acupoints one after another.The silver needle pierced the skin and trembled slightly, but it never triggered any unusual aura.Tiny beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, and the uneasiness in her heart grew heavier.Where exactly did things go wrong?If it's not a physical issue, nor the soul leaving the body, then why can't Alfonso wake up?She couldn't help but doubt her own medical skills. Had her abilities started to decline after the last battle?Or was it that someone had used an even more sinister spell on Alfonso, one so subtle that even her silver needle couldn't detect it?She let out a heavy sigh and removed all the silver needles from Alfonso's body.After finishing