Chapter 104: He's a Weak Man

Chapter 104: He's a Weak Man

"Miss Jenny, please talk to our young lady. She hasn't eaten anything for three days. If this continues, her health will deteriorate."

In the backyard of the Lord's Mansion, a worried maid looked at the elegantly dressed girl holding a small basket.

"Well, I brought some fresh flower cakes. She loves the ones I make. Don't worry, I'll go in by myself."

Jenny nodded and pushed open the courtyard door, entering the exquisite small courtyard.

The yard was quiet, with only a dim light coming from the room.

"Elizabeth, I'm coming in." Jenny lightly tapped the door twice, then pushed it open and walked in.

The room was quiet, with no one on the bed or by the table.

Jenny was taken aback. Suddenly, the door behind her closed, and before she could scream, a hand covered her mouth.

"Shh, it's me." A familiar voice sounded in her ear, and then the hand covering her mouth loosened.

Jenny turned around and looked at Elizabeth standing behind her. She had a tall figure and a strong presence.

Jenny believed that she could punch a tiger to death, unlike the weak appearance the maids described.

"They said you haven't eaten for three days?" Jenny whispered. She knew how much her best friend could eat. In three days, she could devour a whole cow.

"I just didn't eat the food they sent. I hid some food under the bed," Elizabeth explained.

"What did you hide?" Jenny curiously asked.

"Just some beef jerky, equivalent to three cows."

"That's just a little?" Jenny was speechless.

"Well, do you still want to eat the flower cakes I made?" Jenny raised the small box in her hand.

"Of course, I've been eating beef jerky every day. I'm almost turning into a cow."

Elizabeth took the food box, uncovered it, picked up a flower cake, and ate it in one bite. Her eyes narrowed, revealing a satisfied expression.

"It's delicious."

"I have to say, why do you have to torment yourself like this? Even if you continue to starve, the Lord will not let you go to the Abyss. That place is far more chaotic and lawless than Calva."

Jenny looked at Elizabeth, who was eating the flower cakes voraciously and whispered.

"Any news? Did Carol do something to him?" Elizabeth disregarded her persuasion and asked directly.

Jenny glanced at her, hesitating to speak.

"Something happened?"

Elizabeth slammed her hand holding the flower cake, her expression showing some nervousness.

"My uncle brought me the news. He said that two nights ago, Carol's right-hand man, Wolverine, attacked the clinic and tried to assassinate Charlotte..."

"What happened?"

"There was quite a commotion that night. Charlotte was injured, but Wolverine died. It's said that Charlotte killed him with a magic spell. He was a peak Level Four Wolverine."

Jenny said, her face showing a hint of disbelief.

"Didn't he lose his magic source? Wasn't it disabled?"

"Is he seriously injured?"

"It's said that he's not lightly wounded, but he was taken back by the Harriman family's Diana. The clinic suspended operations for two days, but they resumed today, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief and continued eating the flower cakes. However, as she ate, she felt that something was amiss.

"Are you saying that he was brought back by Diana, that vixen?"

"You're beyond saving, beyond saving," Jenny shook her head in frustration.

She opened the lid, wrapped the remaining flower cakes in oil paper, and placed them on the bedside table.

As she walked towards the door, she couldn't help but turn around and look at Elizabeth with a pitying expression.

"Your whole life has been ruined because of this man."

Elizabeth, on the other hand, smiled gracefully.

"I have a long life ahead of me. After I break through into the Legendary, I will have a lifespan of 300 years. I'm only 20 now, still a young girl."

Jenny couldn't help but laugh, feeling a bit envious. "So you won't age even at a hundred. It's truly enviable."

"Get out of here! You're a little fairy with a 300-year lifespan. Who should be envious of whom?" Elizabeth waved her hand.

"Forget it. Fairy sister's nightlife is just beginning. Since you seem fine, I won't waste precious time with you on frivolous matters."

Jenny pouted at Elizabeth, opened the door, and left with the food box.

Soon, her affected voice came from outside.

"Oh my, your young lady is skin and bones from hunger, but she just won't eat the flower cakes I made. You should hurry and inform the Lord."

"This girl..." Elizabeth smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed.

She opened the oil paper and continued eating the flower cakes, but her thoughts began to drift away.

...

After confirming the time for the first press conference of the Potion Antipathy with the merchant, Charlotte went out and waited in the living room for Diana to return.

As the night grew darker, with occasional insect chirping, Charlotte leaned comfortably on the soft sofa and almost fell asleep.

Footsteps sounded at the entrance.

Diana entered, wearing a red tight-fitting dress and a black overcoat.

Agatha approached and skillfully helped her remove the coat, handing her a hot towel for her hands.

"Oh? Were you waiting for me?" Diana looked at Charlotte sitting on the sofa, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, there's something I want to discuss with you," Charlotte nodded.

"Miss, I'll go prepare hot water for you," Agatha tactfully stepped away.

Diana sat down next to the sofa, smiling as she looked at Charlotte. "Have you figured it out?"

Facing such a beautiful wealthy woman, who was looking at him so ambiguously and asking such ambiguous questions, Charlotte remained unfazed.

"Tomorrow, we will begin promoting the Potion Antipathy in Calva. This means that the Abyss will soon become aware of the existence of the potion, and our plan will be set in motion."

"Are you sure the news will spread to the Abyss so quickly? And... that Gabriel will be intrigued enough?" Diana removed the smile from her face, asking seriously.

"You'll find out tomorrow," Charlotte said calmly.

In fact... he wasn't sure how the merchant planned to promote the Potion Antipathy.

But the merchant was revered by both the Hermits and the Light Chasers as a magnate in the business world. His methods were unlikely to be lacking.

"You're being so secretive," Diana looked at him deeply but didn't press further. She changed the topic.

"I heard that your clinic had a good business today."

"It's just earning some hard-earned money. You probably look down on it," Charlotte became nervous all of a sudden, glancing at Diana. Was she planning to raise the rent? It had just been raised!

"Don't worry, I'm not raising your rent," Diana's smile became even more pronounced.

"I just wanted to discuss something with you. I don't know if you're interested in partnering with the Harriman family to open a large-scale clinic."