Supreme Ocular Master The Peerless Heiress Novels & Stories

Heavens, he actually helped young mistress catch the traitor, and it was young master who caught by him. If young master knew about this, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do this job for long. Emma was lying inside the car window, her beautiful eyes staring unblinkingly upstairs. The two of them suddenly saw the woman sitting opposite of them suddenly stand up. She was very tall and had a perfect proportion. She had a noble temperament. One look and one could tell that she was like a young lady of a big family. Inexplicably, as she watched her walk towards Archie step by step, her heart seemed to be tightly gripped by something, and she held her breath.

Azkia thought. Then the three of them went out, while in the kitchen the sexy waitress was sneering with a voice that reached the ears of the three people. "Huh, such a shabby girl made a wife, where her clothes are shabby, her face is disheveled. It's still better for me to go anywhere, lest she use a pellet." Meanwhile, the other servants seemed to be ignored, all busy with their work. Pyaarr... The sound of a broken glass that had previously landed on the sexy waitress's back, she turned her head feeling a slight pain in her back. The waitress was surprised to find out that the Young Master she had been trying to get close to, was the one who had done it.

She tapped the article, bringing the high-resolution photograph to the center of her screen. It was Xavier. He was dressed in an immaculate, custom-tailored black tuxedo that emphasized the sheer, imposing breadth of his shoulders. He looked terrifyingly handsome, his expression a mask of cold, untouchable authority. But it wasn't him that made Hazel’s chest physically ache. It was the woman standing next to him. She was breathtaking. She wore a shimmering silver designer gown that clung perfectly to her statuesque figure. Her dark hair was swept over one shoulder, and she was smiling radiantly at the cameras. The article identified her as the heiress to a massive telecommunications empire.

Eynas assisted his queen in her seat. Astra put her face to his face. She looked at him and smiled. "I'm fine" she mumbled and turned her redhead in front of her broods. "Let's welcome, the first heiress of the Erasmus Kingdom!" She growls. "And I declare war among dragons and humans! We will restore our dragon power, the Heart of Magic from them! Scream for me! Scream!" Astra made an extreme growl and all of them made a rumbling sound.

My breath hitched as a dozen questions slammed into me at once. “He…,” she paused, "he is here to see the Thorne Heiress.” My eyes closed for a second, I inhaled slowly, then exhaled through parted lips. “I don't want to see him yet,” I said, my voice steady. I tilted my head toward the window. I had a clear view of Desmond Parker exiting my mansion. His jaw was tight. His walk hasn't changed at all. The same one I fell for which makes my stomach turn now.

From a distance, she looked like exactly what she was supposed to be: a poised billionaire heiress, draped in silk, her dark hair swept into an elegant twist. Up close, the illusion fractured. Her shoulders were tight. Her smile—when she offered it—was carefully rationed. And every few minutes, her gaze flicked instinctively toward the raised dais at the center of the room, where her stepmother presided like a queen over court. Margaux Laurent was radiant tonight. She always was. She wore crimson, the color of conquest, her blonde hair arranged perfectly, her laughter ringing loud enough to command attention. Executives clustered around her, men twice her age nodding eagerly as she gestured

“After everything… after the chaos, the surgeries, the lies, and the battles… this will be ours. Quiet, safe, and ours.” Master Ye, watching from the corner, allowed a faint smile. Even decades of ridicule could not compare to the pride he felt now. His disciple, the miracle doctor, the royal heiress, the mother of twins, had chosen life, love, and family over spectacle and fear. And the world could watch all they wanted but the center of gravity had shifted.

The confusion, shock, and disbelief in its eyes finally turned into endless reverence and wild joy. "Master?" The White Tiger's voice trembled even more. It slowly walked up to Amelia, its massive body seeming tiny before her. It lowered its head and slammed its huge head heavily onto the ground, its voice choked as it said, "Your subordinate... your subordinate White Tiger greets Master! I was rude just now—please punish me, Master!" Amelia watched the scene before her, a thought stirring in her heart. Hezekiah at the door had called her Master, and now a White Tiger renowned for its might bowed to her, and even the legendary Phoenix addressed her as Master... All of this was too unreal, as

Looking at the lifelike statue before him, he said, troubled, “Even though I’ve entered the Permanence Acme Rank from the Quasi Boundless Supreme Path Rank, I still have a long way to catch up to you.” Swoosh! At this time, a ray of light landed. The light gathered and formed a stunning lady who wore a black dress. When she appeared, she noticed the statue ahead. Staring at the statue, she could not help but fall into a trance. Her eyes became teary, and tears fell. Her face was soon covered in tears. “Grandmaster.” When Henrik saw Thea, he called out to her. At that moment, the Watchers hiding in the dark sensed that Henrik had entered the Acme Rank and that Thea had appeared.

“Go look for Master Ocvera. He’ll heal you. I’ll go look for my senior!” Sam was delighted inwardly. Master Octavius’ senior was the head of Cloudia Paragon. He was the strongest amongst them. “Yes, sir!” Master Octavius left the hall and came to the Hall of Excellence, the place where the head of Cloudia Paragon stayed. “Senior!” In the Hall of Excellence, his senior was sitting on a couch with his eyes closed. When he heard Master Octavius’s voice, he slowly opened his eyes and said, “What’s wrong, Octavius? Why are you in such a hurry?”