CHAPTER 384: CHAPTER 384: I’LL TAKE YOU TO MEET MY MASTER

Listening to Silas’s words, Crystal Joyce not only felt unmoved but grew increasingly disgusted by him.

Useless idiot, he has no value anymore! And she absolutely couldn’t have any ties with this fool Silas now, otherwise Damian Quinn wouldn’t spare her either!

As long as she insists she is unaware of Silas’s assassination attempt on Serena, that bitch Serena won’t be able to do anything to her!

With these thoughts in mind, Crystal Joyce nonetheless displayed a worried look, "Silas, you must flee, go as far as you can, otherwise if you’re caught, Damian won’t spare you!"

Seeing the worry on Crystal Joyce’s face, warmth surged in Silas’s heart, his eyes filled with infatuation for her, "Miss Crystal, I can’t escape. No one escapes from Master Damian’s territory. I went through great pains to return just to see you one last time. Now that I’ve seen you’re okay, I’m relieved..."

He intended to confess to Master Damian willingly, feeling content to see Miss Crystal one last time before he died.

Upon hearing this, Crystal Joyce’s eyes shifted, recognizing that Silas’s confession held no downsides for her; with all accusations pinned on him, she’d be clear of any connection!

Finally, Crystal Joyce could relax, though she feigned great sadness, her face tear-streaked.

"Silas... I’ll plead with Damian for you... I don’t want you to leave me..."

"Miss Crystal..."

Watching Crystal Joyce cry so sorrowfully, Silas’s gaze towards her grew more obsessed.

Miss Crystal is so kind; he shoulders all the blame, willing to face any punishment from Master Damian.

Sadly, he won’t be able to stay by her side anymore...

...

Hospital.

"Miss Everett, Master Damian recently had surgery for a gastric hemorrhage and suffered injuries too. He must stay hospitalized to recover and absolutely cannot be discharged..." the director advised earnestly.

Serena Everett pursed her red lips, nodding in agreement, "I understand."

The director was about to say more but was interrupted by Chase Sherman, "Director, rest assured, Master Damian listens to Miss Serena the most! This time, he’s sure not to stir up a discharge!"

Once finished, Chase Sherman spoke flatteringly to Serena, "Miss Serena, Master Damian is waiting for you inside!"

"I know."

Serena nodded, then strode toward the ward on her long, straight legs.

Observing the man lying on the hospital bed, noticeably more pallid than before, deepened the look of distress in Serena’s eyes.

Seeing the girl’s concern for him, Damian Quinn reached for her hand, his enchanting eyes fixed on her, "Baby, can we not argue ever again?"

"Sure, I promise you," Serena lightly touched his handsome face with her alabaster fingertips, "But you mustn’t destroy The Netherworld Syndicate’s assets anymore!"

Bringing up the matter, Damian Quinn tightened his grip on the girl’s hand, his deep magnetic voice tinged with pity and grievance, "Baby, I didn’t destroy that batch of goods; I just hid them."

Stimulated by Lucas Laine’s words, he wanted to prove his importance in the girl’s heart, prompting him to order the destruction of The Netherworld Syndicate’s goods.

Yet he feared the girl would be angry if the goods were indeed ruined, prompting him to secretly keep them safe.

When she first called to question him, he intended to tell her but hadn’t had the chance before being enraged by her intent to call off their engagement party!

What?

Serena, unusually shocked, widened her beautiful eyes. He hadn’t destroyed The Netherworld Syndicate’s goods, so all their previous arguments were for nothing?!

"I’ll have that batch of goods returned shortly."

Damian Quinn’s deep magnetic voice slowly resonated beside her ear, laced with intense allure.

"Baby, don’t cancel our engagement party, okay?"

Serena agreed without hesitation, "Alright, I won’t cancel."

Since the goods weren’t destroyed, she wouldn’t need to return to The Netherworld Syndicate’s headquarters to face her master, sparing the need to cancel the engagement party.

Upon hearing her agreement not to cancel the engagement, the man’s alluring, sensuous lips curving upwards, showcasing a smile in his eyes and brow, clearly ecstatic.

Serena looked at him seriously, "Can you now tell me why you detained The Netherworld Syndicate’s goods?"

Upon her question, Damian Quinn fell silent momentarily before responding solemnly, "Because of Lucas Laine."

"I told you Lucas and I are just friends, nothing more. Why won’t you believe me?" Serena seriously explained to him, puzzled, "I trust you completely, why can’t you trust me the same way?"

"Baby, it’s not that I don’t want to trust you," Damian Quinn’s enchanting eyes fixed on her, "but I know nothing about what you and he have gone through. You grew up together, faced life and death, he knows you better, understands you more than me, and thinking about it makes me uneasy... I’m afraid of losing you..."

To witness him so vulnerable...

Serena felt her heart soften, hooking her pale fingertip under his chin, planting a kiss at the corner of his lips.

"If you want to know about my past, why not just ask me? Don’t worry, I’ll never leave you!"

Moved by her promise, warmth instantly enveloped Damian Quinn’s heart, uncontrollably pulling her tightly into his embrace, wanting to meld her into his very being.

"Let me tell you my past experiences now," Serena’s hand hugged him back, speaking slowly, "From as far back as I can remember, only Grandmother treated me well. Timothy Everett’s family disliked me, abusing and attempting to abandon me, but fortunately, Grandmother always protected me. When I was seven, I accidentally met Master, who took me away, treating me like his own, teaching me many things. That was when I met Lucas and Claire!"

"We trained together, completing missions, like a family! After completing a mission one time, I learned of Grandmother’s death. I returned to the village to see her off for the last time, and that was when Father and Mother found me, sending their butler to bring me to Imperia."

Listening to her recount the past, Damian Quinn could only feel heartache for the many hardships she endured at such a young age... Why hadn’t he met her sooner, then he could have protected her, sparing her such suffering...

Serena grasped his hand, smiling warmly, "I’ll take you to meet Master in due time."