Chapter 185 Amber's anger! Finally back to clan!

Chapter 185 Amber's anger! Finally back to clan!

Chapter 185

"Rest well. I'll go wake the others." Oliver's voice carried a gentle assurance as he moved to rouse his companions.

He then woke up Daniel, who started coughing violently. The sound was jarring, breaking the calm that had settled momentarily.

"What the fuck! Don't spit on me!"

Oliver quickly stepped back as Daniel spat everywhere.

"O-Oliver, dude!? What happened!? Where is that poison bastard?" Daniel asked angrily as he stood up.

His eyes darted around, still half-caught in the nightmare they'd just escaped.

"He's been exorcised. Teacher Alison has arrived and will handle the rest," Oliver calmly briefed the agitated Daniel before turning his attention to Amber.

Bella had already woken up Nadia and Evelyn, leaving only Amber.

Each of them bore the marks of their ordeal, but relief washed over their faces as they regained consciousness.

"Sister, you must listen to me. They were really powerful!" Evelyn chattered non-stop now that she was reunited with her sister. Bella listened attentively, gathering details to report back to the clan.

Her sister's words tumbled out, a mixture of fear and excitement.

Oliver slid open the vial and began to slowly pour the potion into Amber's mouth as she began to stir awake.

"Hey, Amber..." Oliver's voice was soft, coaxing her back to the waking world.

Slap!

Suddenly, the group froze as the sound of a slap echoed through the surroundings. They all turned toward the source of the sound to see Amber looking hatefully at a guy facing away with a red handprint on his cheek.

"Don't talk to me, you scum!" Amber yelled in anger, her eyes filled with hatred.

The words cut through the air, sharp and unforgiving.

The air thickened with tension.

"..."

He touched his cheek where the slap had landed but felt nothing. His hand lingered, as if trying to understand the sting that wasn't there.

With his toughened body, all he felt was a small itch from the earlier impact.

The physical pain was absent, but the sting of her words remained.

Oliver was momentarily stunned before realizing the reason for her outburst. It seemed she genuinely believed it was him.

"If you're angry over that then—"

Oliver looked down, astonished. The cat had become much fatter than before.

"This... how did you get so fat?" He turned to his personal maid as if to ask her the question.

"Sesha, what have you been feeding her?" he questioned.

"Meat, young master," she replied in a light tone.

"Huh? That's it? What about exercise?"

"That..." Sesha's expression turned complicated, "Young master, Zippy doesn't like it."

"What?" Oliver had a bewildered expression on his face.

"You..." He looked down at the fat cat rolling at his feet lazily and picked it up with some effort.

"Meow..." The cat's soft protest was half-hearted, as if resigned to its fate.

"Do you want to eat meat?" he asked.

"Meow!" the cat eagerly nodded.

Zippy nodded but suddenly paused. A glimmer of suspicion flickered in her eyes.

Wait a moment! Something doesn't seem right...

Despite being away from Oliver for almost a year, she still knew him better than others.

When he asked in such a sweet tone that sounded too good to be true, it was usually a trap!

Zippy suddenly became alert and vigorously shook her head.

"Oh? You don't want meat? How can that be?"

Oliver smiled darkly as the cat attempted to escape, but his grip was too strong.

"From now on, you will be on a strict diet. You will also exercise daily to get back into a shape that resembles a cat instead of a potato."

His words were firm, a decree of tough love. Like a thunderbolt, his words struck the cat deeply.

Zippy sweated upon hearing his words, not daring to imagine life without meat.

But looking at Oliver's stern expression, she knew there was no scope to argue or emotionally blackmail him.

"Sesha, take this fat log for some exercise."

Oliver quickly found an excuse to save himself from Sesha's scrutiny and told her to take the clan guardian away.

"I'll do as you say, young master." Sesha nodded and carried the despairing fat cat away.

"Now then... it's been a long time since I met Jenna. I should go see her. It's about time I paid some attention to the matters of the organization I joined long ago."