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Adrian desperately wanted to protect Elowen, but right now he could not even knock over an ordinary person. How was he supposed to help her take revenge on those vile people?He knew his strength was slowly returning. At the moment, he could already make the living shudder with fear and interact with physical objects, but it was still far too slow. He was terrified that the fragile girl would be killed by those lunatics before he could do anything.Adrian did not know that his chance had already arrived. The ambulance sped straight to the hospital, and Elowen was rushed into the emergency room. Lucien sat waiting outside. He did not look worried at all. His expression was cold and detached, his eyes completely devoid of emotion."Is she dead?"Suddenly, Lucien muttered under his breath. The corner of his lips curled upward, his eyes wide in a way that made him look no different from a madman."How could you die? I have not had enough fun with you yet. You are not allowed to die. You c

A well dressed middle aged woman with streaks of gray in her hair spoke first. "That girl just now really looks far too much like your great grandmother." The moment Mrs. Hartley saw Elowen, she had been visibly startled. Elowen resembled her mother in her youth, no, to be precise, she looked even more like the sister who had run away from home all those years ago. A bold thought suddenly flashed through her mind. She quickly grabbed the young man beside her and asked anxiously, "Alex, you met Auntie Irene when you were little, didn’t you? Could that girl be her daughter?" Otherwise, she could not explain such an unbelievable coincidence. The young man named Alex was Mrs. Hartley’s eldest grandson. Before he could respond, the girl beside him curled her lips and snorted. "People can look alike. We only need her blood. Once we take it, we pay her properly. Grandma, don’t get sentimen

Lucien personally organized this party. The guest list included classmates and members of the basketball club, around a dozen teenagers in total. Elowen pressed her lips together, holding a tray of fruit juice and wine as she stepped into the middle of the crowd. Lucien had never intended for her to attend as a guest. In truth, he had forced her into the role of a menial server. Elowen bit down hard to keep the tears from spilling over, telling herself that if she just endured a little longer, it would pass. The moment Elowen appeared, the students’ attention snapped toward her. Their prying gazes clung to her body, making her feel as though she had been stripped bare. The humiliation left her trembling uncontrollably. She hurried to set the drinks on the table and tried to leave at once, but a boy grabbed her arm. With a mocking sneer, he said, "So even the school belle Elowen showed up? Tsk, a phoenix with broken

Because of that, no one truly considered Vanessa a friend anymore. With someone as malicious as her, they did not dare get too close. Now that she had fallen into such an embarrassing situation, helping her was out of the question. Some of them were even laughing to themselves. Before Vanessa could realize what was happening, the boy whose hair she had grabbed, causing it to catch fire, climbed out of the pool. When he saw the bald patch on her scalp, he shouted, "So your hair got burned too. I thought I was the only one, hahaha." The boy’s Korean idol hairstyle had burned into something resembling an African tribal cut, his face blackened and ridiculous. After hearing what he said, the crowd on the shore burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha, I am dying of laughter!" "Vanessa is definitely going to be stuck with the nickname bald beauty for life, hahaha..." 

Smack! A female servant suddenly lunged forward and slapped Elowen hard across the face. Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, five clear fingerprints burning red on her cheek. “You bitch! You dared to kill Master Lucien and then try to run away?” “What? Call Mrs. Rothschild back immediately!” Mrs. Rothschild had been attending a party all night when she received the call about Lucien’s condition. Her body went limp, and she nearly collapsed and hit her head on the ground if not for someone catching her in time. “Oh my God, Lucien!” She rushed straight to the hospital. Seeing Lucien lying there with his head wrapped in stark white bandages, eyes tightly shut and unconscious, she wailed, “How did this happen to you? It took so much for us to be reunited, so why were you hurt this badly?”