Chapter 91: Christine Craig (1)

Chapter 91: Christine Craig (1)

As the plane soared back to the United States, Christine found herself in a state of persistent bewilderment. Why, you might ask? Well, her fiancs business partner turned out to be far more enigmatic than she had initially assumed.

Was it because he concealed his partners identity as a prophet? Or perhaps it was because, during their six months of engagement, her fianc had monopolized the information about the upcoming rounds, leaving her in the dark.

But it wasnt just that. What truly flabbergasted Christine was the ominous prediction made by the so-called prophet during the 11th round.

He would have been in deep trouble if my father had been there.

Perhaps the pastor would have lost his reputation and lashed out at the little Asian?

Even a fiery temperament like her fathers would have its limits, wouldnt it?

But now someone is coming to rescue me?

Christine couldnt help but recall her conversation with the self-proclaimed prophet.

-A rope will come down to rescue you. What do you mean?

-It means that someone will save you.

-Who is it?

-I cant reveal that.

In hindsight, those words seemed even more bizarre. You cant tell me whos coming to save me? Are you really a prophet? If he had glimpsed the future and identified the savior, why withhold such crucial information? Was there a reason to keep it a secret?

Who could it be? Could it possibly be my fianc?

Christines mind whirled as she contemplated the identity of her potential rescuer.

This is ridiculous. I cant believe Im taking this outlandish prophecy seriously.

The prophets vague references to 7th-round information and the mystery surrounding the saviors identity left her skeptical. Of course, in a world where resurrection was possible, it wasnt implausible that someone possessed the gift of foresight.

But I cant bring myself to believe that the Asian man is a prophet.

Christine couldnt shake the feeling that her fianc was deceiving her.

[A moment later, we will arrive at Dallas Fort Worth International Airport.]

When she raised her head, she was surprised to see that they had already arrived at the airport.

After retrieving her luggage, she stepped out of the gate and was greeted by a familiar faceJeffrey Bishop, the young deacon.

Christine, I hope you had a pleasant trip to Korea.

Oh, Mr. Bishop. I had no idea youd be waiting for me at the airport.

The pastor insisted on picking you up.

Sigh, I suppose so.

After a brief sigh, Christine boarded the black van. As they drove away from the airport toward the outskirts, they came to a halt in front of an imposing church adorned with a sign that read [Shiningwood Church].

This church boasted a congregation of over 100,000 members, making it the largest in the entire United States. Such was its influence that not even the Governor of Texas could afford to overlook it.

Even if youre not fond of it now, you might develop feelings over time. You might even become close to the point of no return.

Im not so sure. I find overly neat people somewhat off-putting. They tend to appear perfect to hide their ulterior motives.

Such suspicions are unwarranted. As a child of Jesus, you still have much to learn.

Because Im your daughter, right?

A momentary silence hung between them.

Alright, what has your fianc been up to lately?

Hes working on a business venture.

A business venture? Even in a world where the divine and the mundane are intertwined, people cant seem to let go of their earthly desires.

Youre no exception, Father.

Im not just anyone; I am chosen by God.

Do you genuinely believe that this is Gods choice and Gods power?

A soft glow emanated from Christines hand, casting a warm and comforting light. It was the basic skill of a priest, [Heal].

Ah, indeed, my daughter. Youre a true priest blessed by the grace of angels.

The grace of angels? Christine was so bewildered that she found herself speechless. She had tried to explain the malevolence of angels many times, but her father remained impervious to her words.

Alright, does your fianc make good use of his gifts these days?

Yes

Whats his level?

Hes level 29. He consistently ranks in the top two or three in the region.

He must be quite skilled if he surpasses our Jeffreys level.

Nathan chuckled with satisfaction.

Indeed, the preparations for the new business seem to be going well.

It appears that he plans to create a social market for players. He mentioned that the launch is just a few days away.

Well, he certainly has an eye for items, being the son of a conglomerate. Did he come up with this idea himself?

He didnt do it alone. He had a partner, who claimed to be a self-proclaimed prophet

A prophet? What do you mean by that?

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