Free Web NovelChapter 109: Chapter 109 Problem Solved
Elara’s POV
Silas lifted an eyebrow before settling into the chair across from me like he owned the place. He tested the bathwater while speaking, his voice dropping low. "You can put on a dress today, baby."
His tone went ice-cold for a heartbeat, then warmed the instant our eyes locked.
I got it immediately. "You already know?"
"I do. And it’s taken care of."
Silas lifted my hand to his lips for a soft kiss, his voice turning gentle. "Anyone who tries to hurt you—I’ll erase them completely. Does that make me a monster?" freewёbnoνel.com
The angel and devil battling in my head reached the same verdict.
He’s terrifying, isn’t he? That dark streak runs deep.
Dungeons, chains... I’m terrified, I want to bolt!
I rolled my eyes internally. Stop being pathetic. This is exactly what I want. The real deal.
If he wasn’t like this, I wouldn’t give him a second glance.
I’m a little messed up that way.
Men should be untamed and complex—tender one moment, razor-sharp the next. That’s what keeps things electric.
What’s to fear? I can match his energy.
For once, my inner voices agreed on something.
But I felt fantastic. Silas had just solved a massive problem for me. freewebnovёl.ƈom
I never wanted to see those three again. I’d been planning to handle them myself today. Silas beating me to it? Pure victory.
"Nice work."
After all, I’d landed in this body because Thorne shoved the original Elara. Karma’s a beautiful thing.
"That’s my only reward?" Silas asked.
"Well... I could wear that dress for you."
Silas’s smile spread across his face. He cupped my cheeks and touched his forehead to mine. "I grabbed it randomly. Everything looks perfect on you."
He got to his feet.
"Enjoy your bath. I won’t wash you—don’t want to make you uncomfortable. I’m heading to the kitchen to check if that snake needs assistance."
I nodded, but something nagged at me.
Since when is he this considerate?
I needed to finish washing fast. I’d go monitor the situation. Not that I doubted Silas. He just didn’t strike me as the helpful type.
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In the kitchen, Alistair had wrapped up breakfast preparations. He was ready to wheel the cart to the patient rooms when Silas appeared.
"Calculating bastard," Alistair said without emotion.
Why not just unbutton your shirt completely? If anyone raids this place, they’d arrest you first.
Alistair could already picture the chaos heading their way.
"Appreciate the compliment," Silas replied smoothly. "I’ll take over meal delivery today."
Alistair found himself speechless.
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Back in the imperial capital of the Valerion Empire, Rosalind lounged on her sofa, absorbing the report from the man stationed behind her.
"You’re certain?" she pressed.
"Absolutely. We discovered it on a barren planet. Someone attempted to cover their tracks, but we uncovered evidence. Here are the specimens."
Wood abilities, water manipulation... and regular vegetation thriving in contaminated earth.
Rosalind studied the documents in her grip, her hands trembling with anticipation.
"We must locate this individual. Bring them to me," Rosalind declared. Her excitement made her spring to her feet.
She embraced the kneeling man and whispered, "Morgan, my precious Morgan. Among all my allies, you’re the only one I truly depend on."
Morgan Huxley kept his gaze down, maintaining his respectful bow.
"There’s another matter, Your Majesty," Morgan continued. "The three Purifiers from the Blackwood bloodline... they perished in a workplace incident last night."
Rosalind stopped. "Dead?"
Morgan explained, "Correct. Those three constantly flaunted their abilities and created numerous enemies. They also visited Waste-mire World recently. It was inevitable. But they remained Purifiers. Should I investigate?"
Rosalind responded, "You just confirmed they brought this on themselves. No investigation needed. Besides, we’ve just discovered someone with wood abilities. They’re irrelevant now. Contact the Greeley family to collect the remains. Tell Liam to offer generous compensation."
They sealed their fate the moment they targeted the Voidferal Feral Territory.
Morgan comprehended and nodded. "Understood."
Beatrix couldn’t process what she heard when the call came through that morning. Those three had been with her just yesterday. How could they be gone?
According to Liam, it was an industrial accident—and she needed to identify the bodies.
"Dead?!" Beatrix screamed.
"Yes. My sympathies, Ms. Greeley," Liam’s voice transmitted through the device.
"That’s impossible!" Beatrix shrieked.
A realization struck her, and she snapped at Liam, "They were Purifiers of the Valerion Empire—dying suddenly like this, shouldn’t the empire investigate? Don’t their families deserve answers?"
She didn’t mourn Thorne and the others. Her instincts screamed their deaths were linked to Elara.
