All Chapters of The Art of Revenge: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Serena blinked. The man in front of her, so domineering and unwavering, felt different from the usually carefree young master she remembered.Suddenly, knock knock knock—the sound of knocking interrupted the moment.Xavier frowned. “What now?!” he said, displeased.“Young Master!” came Dr. Wale’s fawning voice from outside the door. “Are you free for a moment? Could you step out, please?”He hesitated for a second, then replied impatiently, “Just say it.”The matter of Celia’s attempted suicide—he’d kept it from Serena for her own good. But her reaction had already made her stance clear.From now on, he swore to never hide anything from her again.So, there was nothing that couldn't be said in front of her.But Dr. Wale didn’t know the nature of Xavier’s relationship with Serena. He had no idea she was the woman his young master c

Celia’s lovestruck expression was so ridiculous that even Christan couldn’t bear to watch anymore.He walked up, frowning. “Celia, you’ve just woken up and are still very weak. Rest a little more. Xavier and I will step outside to have a quick chat.”“Huh?!” Celia pouted and mumbled reluctantly, “Christan, if you want to say something to Xavier, just say it here! I… I don’t want to rest. I want to spend more time with Xavier!”Grinding his teeth, Christan sneered inwardly.Silly sister, you don’t even know—the real reason behind your suicide attempt is this very man you admire so much.The way you’re acting now, it’s like being sold off and still helping the seller count the money!Xavier curled his lips and said coolly, “You’d better listen to your brother and get some rest. What we’re going to talk about is between

As soon as the words left his lips, he gave her no chance to resist. His thin lips once again locked onto her soft ones and kissed her deeply.At first, Serena struggled.But gradually, as the room's temperature rose and her willpower faded, she fell into the tender embrace, sinking with him into this whirlpool of passion.A sudden noise—the sound of the door opening—shattered the intimate moment inside.Facing the door, Serena opened her eyes and immediately locked eyes with someone standing at the entrance, completely stunned.Xavier reluctantly pulled away from her soft lips, turned with an impatient look, and shot an icy glare at the intruder. He snapped, “Ever heard of knocking before entering?!”Dr. Wale immediately lowered his head and stammered nervously, “S-sorry, Young Master! I... I couldn't find you anywhere and panicked, so I…”Xavier turned back and discreetly shielded Serena be

It was already dark out. If she was thrown out now, where could she go?Not to mention, she was burning with fever and had no strength left in her body.If she spent the night sleeping on the roadside, the cold night air and dampness could make her even worse.She couldn't afford to be sick—she still had to save money for her father's medical treatment!Just as Dara was about to completely lose hope, a lazy, magnetic voice suddenly rang out beside her.“Well well, Miss Carter, where are you off to?”The pain on her scalp suddenly lightened. Karina quickly let go, switching to a sweet and syrupy tone.“Xavier! What a surprise! You’re here so early!”Xavier lowered his eyes lazily, glancing at Dara, who sat bleeding on the floor. Without showing much emotion, he replied, “I had nothing else to do, so I thought I’d come by early to visit Auntie Carter.”Then he casually pointed to the flo

Xavier instinctively looked up. Outside the window stood a frail and timid figure."Something wrong?" Xavier rolled down the window, a little puzzled.Dara stood there with her hands nervously clasped, head lowered, and spoke softly, "Sir, thank you for helping me just now."He casually waved it off. "It was nothing."But as his gaze drifted down, he noticed the blood-soaked white cloth tied around her arm. Alarmed, he asked, "Is this how you’re treating your wounds?"He looked further down at her legs—also wrapped in nothing but thin cloth strips. The deeper cuts were still bleeding steadily.Dara lowered her head even more and didn’t answer. Instead, she quickly handed over a small cloth bundle. “Sir, these are millet pancakes I brought from my hometown. Please take them. I know someone like you wouldn’t care for something this simple, but… it’s all I have to offer. I hope you won’t mind.”Ju