Chapter 561

The chill of the night air, fraught with a tension as thick as molasses, wove through the space between them like an unwelcome specter.

Avery’s heart plunged the moment he saw his beloved Evadne standing with Thaddeus, the joy of her presence crashing down. around him, shattering like fragile glass.

“Evadne, my dear, you’ve come?” Mrs. Chambers‘ eyes sparkled with a tender gleam, and she looked as if she would rise from her wheelchair to embrace the girl if only her legs would allow it.

It was curious how Mrs. Chambers, whose memory often faltered when it came to her own son, never failed to recognize Evadne’s striking beauty. Her affection was a poorly kept secret, transparent as glass.

“Mrs. Chambers, good to see you,” Evadne greeted, bowing her head in polite deference.

Thaddeus wrapped a protective arm around Evadne’s waist, his gaze sharp and unyielding as a blade of ice, vigilant of Avery’s every move.

this?” Mrs. Chambers asked, bewildered by Thaddeus‘ stoic expression, clutching the hem of Avery’s shirt for

man’s chiseled profile, about to speak when Avery, adjusting his gold–rimmed glasses, stole the moment with a smile. “Evadne, what a coincidence

acted as though Thaddeus

travel?” Evadne’s voice was sharp as frosted crystal, unwilling to mince words with Avery in front of Mrs. Chambers. “You know the darkness you’ve conjured, the blood on your hands better than anyone else. With Eden still at large, Cassius

twitched ever so slightly, his gaze loaded with a love as

talking about? I don’t understand,” Mrs. Chambers said, her confusion evident.

his angelic features belying the venom within. “Evadne,

swirling in his chest at the memory of he

master of it all, feigning

help? What, a

felt Thaddeus‘ hand trembling on her waist, his

breathe relief to Debby and her husband far away in Helgen. But this was not the time for trivial verbal victories. She sought

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