Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 655

"Mr. Glovers, I must remind you again. Once the transfer succeeds, the Heart Eater will remain in your body forever unless you die!" Caesar warned.

Maurice clicked his tongue and smirked, an amused glint in his eyes. "Thrilling. I like it."

Caesar fell silent. Fine!

Shaking his head in exasperation, Caesar handed over the modified venomous creature to Maurice and left without another word.

Maurice carefully tucked away his newfound treasure, his eyes narrowing as an ominous smile played on his lips. Whatever he was thinking about, it was bound to be dangerous.

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Meanwhile, in a secluded villa on the outskirts of town, a faint click echoed as a door lock was quietly picked open.

This villa had once been a prime real estate development. When it was originally built, plans included commercial centers and luxury resorts. However, the construction company later went bankrupt, and the project was abandoned.

The land quickly became a forgotten ruin. The lawns had long since transformed into overgrown weeds. At night, the unlit villas cast eerie shadows, making the place seem haunted.

It was precisely because of this desolation that no one would have expected a group of uninvited guests to be lurking inside one of the villas.

This was where Pete had taken refuge after escaping from the Carrell family.

Even a rabbit had three burrows, let alone a man like him.

Pete was unbothered and poured the man a beverage. Only then did he reply. "This was an accident, but it doesn't matter. The game isn't over yet. Who said I lost?"

The hooded man let out a mocking laugh. He barely restrained himself from hurling the glass straight at Pete's face. He growled through gritted teeth, "My prey was taken from me! And I barely escaped with my own life! This is urgent. Without those women, what do you plan to use as the key?"

His voice lowered into a chilling threat. "Pete, don't forget. You came to me for help. I want those women back now!"

"You're too impatient. Those women make no difference to the grand scheme. Have you forgotten? We only ever needed one key." Pete smiled. "Felicia is the most crucial piece."

The hooded man scoffed. He calmed down, though his expression remained menacing. "I saw that brat myself. I don't know how she did it, but she found the bomb shelter. I underestimated her."