My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2559

“Some things don't really belong to me. Let me at least return them first. Tell Aurora to keep this secret for me,” Linden said before disappearing into the shadows.

At that moment, the disciples surrounded Whistler.

“Whistler, you're not hurt, right?"

It was clear that the disciples were still somewhat afraid of Whistler. He ignored them and proceeded to Casimir's chamber.

“Master, what exactly is going on? How much do you know about all of this?”

...

At the foot of Hydra Hill, Oakley and Yellowhorn were dusting themselves off.

“You idiots, I already told you this method wouldn’t work,” said a curly-haired man dressed in black, his long hair covering his eyes.

Yellowhorn stormed over to the curly-haired man, grabbing him by the collar in anger. “We were so close. Just a little bit more!” Yellowhorn lamented. “Those disciples are definitely no match for us! You brat, why did you pull us out?”

The curly-haired man responded by kicking Yellowhorn squarely in the head.

"Don't push your luck! Almost? What are you thinking? Without me, you'd both be dead already. You think you’re strong enough to steal Amulet Glory?"

"What do you mean by that?" Oakley snarled, his tone menacing.

The curly-haired man sneered, clucking his tongue. "Stop pretending to be tough in front of me. I already told you, no matter how much you try to act strong, it’s useless. Today, you're both going to die right here!"

Yellowhorn shouted in fury, "Fogort, you bastard! Are you betraying us?"

"I'm not like this Path taker here," Fogort replied, subtly mocking Oakley. "I wouldn't go throwing a tantrum over being the successor to the Heavenly Master of Hydra Hill. I wouldn't lose my mind and go on trying to kill all the disciples. You're nuts.

"I understand now why Father Hay didn't choose you as the successor."

"You brat! Do you have a death wish?" Oakley roared, his face twisting with rage.

Just then, a sound came from nearby.

“Master, you've been kind to me, but how can someone like me, born from discarded true energy...”

Just then, there was a noise outside the hall. Linden quickly put Amulet Glory back and hid under the table.

Keshawn entered, which made Linden puzzled. Why was Keshawn here so late at night?

Keshawn knelt before the statue.

“Thank you for your protection. Master and Father Hay have already caught the culprit and avenged Linden. Please accept my humble prayers.”

After Keshawn was done paying his respects, he remained kneeling instead of getting up. He was choking with sobs.

“Linden... Master and Father Hay have avenged you... Did you see it from up there?"

Hiding under the table, Linden was at a loss. He knew he should not stay on the mountain any longer. His plan was to return Amulet Glory, and if he survived, he would descend the mountain to see the world he had once abandoned. If he was still alive that was…

Keshawn continued to cry.