Adam was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed.

Ever since he was inflicted with Living Agony, he rarely drank wine. Instead, he used other methods to relax.

Alcohol usually made him easily agitated, which meant that he would be quick to anger. The symptoms of Living Agony would soon follow.

“Master!” The bodyguard fell to his knees. “B… Bad news.”

Adam immediately sat up. “What happened?”

“Mr. Ywain…” The bodyguard gulped. “Mr. Ywain is missing!”

Adam’s eyes widened dramatically. He remained silent for three seconds before asking, “How did he go missing?”

“He escaped through a hidden back door!” the bodyguard said.

Adam’s head spun, and he passed out on the floor.

The butler came running over and pinched him to wake him up.

As soon as Adam woke up, he was overcome by anger, and Living Agony was triggered.

After the ceremony, Abel, Emmeline, and Waylon returned to The Precipice.

to the hospital because

was still unconscious. The scalpel had nearly stabbed

slightly to the left, the consequences would have

in front of the bed and held

life because of him. She had also saved his face

Abel saved the day, he would have destroyed his face for

made him afraid when

face and thought she was less repulsive

lips. “I owe you my life, Janie.

debt?”

slightly, but

reached out and caressed her cheek with his finger. It was the first

his gaze had turned

and locked himself in

36 hours later. Stubble was already growing on

immediately pounced at him and asked, “How is it, Waylon? Is the antidote

the door frame. His puffy eyes blinked

is spinning now. I haven’t had a wink.

Emmeline quickly steadied him.

“Don’t keep us hanging, Waylon. How

told you I haven’t had a wink.” Waylon rolled his eyes. “If I haven’t succeeded,

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