Todos los capítulos de Nine Ungrateful Sisters: Capítulo 781 - Capítulo 790

Big Bro let out another cold snort.Freya could sense its disdain, as though it were scolding her for daring to underestimate its abilities.'Okay, okay, okay. Good Big Bro! As long as you can heal Oscar, I will…'She wanted to offer Big Bro some encouragement, but the words died on her lips. She realized she had nothing left to give it as a reward.The one thing it had wanted most, her body, already belonged to Big Bro. What else could she possibly offer that would matter to it?Freya felt her eyes sting with tears. But when she instinctively reached up to wipe them away, she paused. Where were her eyes supposed to be?She was nothing more than a thread of consciousness drifting within Big Bro's mind, barely clinging to her sense of self and still capable of thinking her own thoughts. How could something like eyes or tears even exist anymore?She thought of the one thing she had always done best. 'Then how about I sing you a song?'She loved to sing. Oscar had always helped he

Oscar opened his eyes and immediately tried to push himself off the ground. A sharp ache shot through his muscles. His body swayed, and a wave of weakness washed over him.It felt as though he had not been human for a very long time, and this body no longer felt like his own."What is this?" He looked down at himself. He was completely naked, and his skin was impossibly pale, even fairer than that of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. "What is going on?"Memories of what had happened before slowly resurfaced.Lucius had muttered something under his breath, and those words had sent the mutation inside him into a violent frenzy. Oscar had tried to reason with everyone, but no one had listened.He had watched the sisters leave. He had watched Rebecca get taken away. In the end, he had chosen to embrace the mutation to gain more power.Only one thought had remained in his mind. He had to take Rebecca with him.But what had happened after that? And how had he ended up like th

The three women struggled to haul Oscar into the car.The car carried three passengers: Bonnie Collin, her younger sister Betty Collin, and Bonnie's roommate, Mindy Grenner.Mindy dropped Oscar onto the back seat, her voice full of disdain. "This guy is way too skinny. He weighs less than I do!"She was fairly tall with a sturdy, broad-boned build. When she had lifted Oscar, she realized he barely felt like a grown man at all.His body was frail and underweight, and even his bones seemed unnaturally light.Despite her tough, solid appearance, Mindy actually had very little strength, and people often teased her about it. Now, she had finally found someone she could tease instead."Bon, don't tell me this is your type." She grinned and nudged Bonnie."No wonder you've never had a boyfriend. You're into female-led relationships!"A female-led relationship referred to a conventional relationship between a man and a woman in which the woman was the stronger partner while the man took

"You wouldn't dare!" Natalie's anger flared at once. "We came here to solve a problem. Is this really your idea of solving it?"She glanced back at the sisters behind her. Terror filled their faces as the guards closed in around them.The Chamberlain family had fallen, and Oscar had been branded a collaborator with the enemy. They had plunged from the heights of privilege into the depths of ruin, drifting like duckweed in the wind with nothing left to cling to.Back at the headquarters, Christopher's confidence had returned in full. "Of course! Lady Red Hawk, I respect you as an envoy of the Everflame Order. But this is Draconox business here in the North Domain, and I suggest you stay out of it!"Every one of these people bears the Chamberlain name! First Amara and Clara were found to possess draconic energy, and now Oscar transformed into a dragon and betrayed us! As members of his family, they are already guilty of a capital crime, one that cannot be forgiven!"Natalie refused

Natalie knew Arthur. Back when he was still alive, Oscar had taken her to the Chamberlain residence several times. She had never met his daughters, but Oscar had wanted her to recognize their faces so she could look after the family if the need ever arose.She had attended Arthur's funeral as well. She had even arranged for a master craftsman from overseas to build his ice coffin by hand. In other words, in her memory, Arthur was as thoroughly dead as anyone could possibly be.To put it bluntly, the grass on his grave should have grown and withered several times by now. And yet there he was, standing right in front of her, very much alive.He barely looked any different. If anything, he seemed even younger than the first time she had met him.No, not younger exactly. The faint lines at the corners of his eyes still revealed his age. What made him appear so youthful was the overwhelming vitality radiating from him.Natalie's instincts screamed a warning. The Arthur standing before