Chapter 110

But Armand quickly erased the thought and forced himself not to dwell on it. After these days of torture, he had become a little nervous, doubting everything and feeling that the people around him could guess his negative thoughts.

The boy didn’t talk with Armand all the way. He was just leading Armand forward.

After a lawn and a bridge…

The boy guided Armand to the entrance of a magnificent house. “Go inside by yourself.”

Armand looked down at the boy, who stood at his waist height, then said, “Thanks.” After that, Armand took the step inside alone.

After entering the door, Armand discovered it was a courtyard with crisscrossing paths made of stones.

In the yard, there was a pond adorned with blooming lotus.

Standing in the yard, Armand saw several doors open but was unsure which one to enter.

At that moment, Julian emerged from one of the doors and walked towards the gate, with his indifferent eyes fell on Armand.

Armand was confused and thought, “Did I meet him before? Or have I offended him?”

“Hello” Armand quickly came to his senses and turned to Julian. “May I ask which room Mr. Garry is in?”

Julian didn’t answer right away but surveyed Armand with a cold gaze.

Armand quickly added, “I have an appointment.”

Hearing that, Julian pointed to an open door and walked towards the gate.

A sense of strangeness overwhelmed Armand…..

But he didn’t think much about it and replied, “Thank you.” Armand cast a glance at Julian’s back and proceeded to walk towards the door the latter had just pointed to.

In the black SUV parked outside the courtyard, Samantha anxiously clasped her hands together, harboring concerns about her brother’s future.

Half an hour later.

An old man with a white beard and Armand sat cross-legged at the table. Before the expulsion ritual.

Armand handed over the bank card of 600 thousand dollars. The young man positioned behind the old man took the POS machine to swipe the card to confirm. The balance was indeed 600 thousand dollars, so he promptly proceeded to make a transfer.

“Drink this wine. The old man said softly, and then the man standing behind him bent down and handed a glass to Armand “Thank you.” Armand accepted the glass and drank up the wine in it.

This wine was exceptional, as the old man had worked on it for nearly ten minutes.

Two minutes after drinking, Armand felt that his body had changed significantly. At least the torment that had plagued him for the past few days was gradually disappearing, and his breathing was getting smoother.

“Mr. Garry… I extend my gratitude!” Armand felt so grateful and his eyes lit up as if he had undergone a rebirth.

The old man’s face was solemn and a little grave, but Armand didn’t see it. Instead, he furthered, “Mr.

Garry, I want to worship you as my Master! Is it possible?”

“Sorry, I won’t accept apprentices,” the old man refused in a low voice.

After being rejected, Armand felt embarrassed by his impulsive behavior and gave an awkward smile.

“Um… If you can remove the poison, then you must be able to make it too, right? Removing it costs 600 thousand dollars, so how much for making one?”

At first, the old man thought Armand intended to revenge on Violet. He furrowed his brow slightly and looked at Armand calmly, saying, “Although I can remove the poison, whether the poison will be completely gone or not depends on you.”

“What do you mean?” Armand’s chest suddenly shrank, and his face tightened again. “Is my poison still not completely gone?”

“The poison is gone,” the old man said with a composed look and continued, “As long as you are truly good to the core from now on, your body will no longer face any issues. However, if you ever think of hurting others or even show a hint of wickedness, there’s no guarantee that it won’t happen again.”

10:29 Falling into silence, Armand narrowed his eyes, and his gaze became increasingly profound.

The old man observed Armand’s expression and analyzed his psychology. Then he said, “Being a human being, you must not intend to harm others. Otherwise, your intestines will rot. Some poisonous insects are with you forever, and those poisonous ones will gradually disappear with the adjustment of your me ntal state. If your heart is bad, everything will be difficult to say. No matter how powerful an anti-poisonous master is, it cannot help,”

Armand nodded and responded, “I see. Thank you, Mr. Garry.”

Five minutes later, when Armand left the room, he met Julian again in the yard.

They didn’t know each other and had never met before, but Julian knew he was Armand.

As Armand walked out, he met Julian’s gaze and felt it was weird.

Armand felt uneasy as he followed the boy toward the entrance of the Miagas village.

Julian entered the room and asked, “Master, have you warned him?”

“He even wants me to make a poison.” The old man’s eyes darkened and continued, “I tell Armand that he must not have malicious intentions. This warning should have some temporary effect, but maybe when he recovers, he will repeat the same mistakes.”

Julian said worriedly, “Then I’ll remind Violet to be careful.”

“Yes” affirmed the old man.

At the moment, at the Yeager Villa worth over 20 million dollars in Rheinsville City, another two ser vants were employed.

Everyone was rearranging the rooms according to Theo’s instructions. The spa cious master bedroom, which used to belong to Theo and Yvette, had been vacated, and everything inside was to be replaced.

When the items were cleared out, Yvette felt as if her heart had been stabbed.

She felt like she had been kicked out of the house.

Beryl held Yvette’s arm as they stood outside the master bedroom, watching the serv ants remove the belongings. They felt distressed to be unable to voice their grievances.

As they watched, Yvette couldn’t help trembling with tears in her eyes.

“Mom, don’t be angry.” Beryl forced herself to bear the pain as she gently turned Yvette around. “Let’s go downstairs. There’s no point in watching anymore. Even if we continue to watch, we can’t change anything. Dad has already given the orders, and no one can change his mind.”

Beryl knew very well that she couldn’t change anything. But she couldn’t suppress the feeling of anger and upset deep inside her heart!

After they went downstairs, the ser vant Jane brought a bowl of oatmeal to Yvette while covering the sadness in her heart. “Mrs. Yeager, please have a bowl of oatmeal. Your complexion hasn’t been looking great lately.”

Yvette was so angry that she suddenly knocked over the bowl in Jane’s hand!

Smack!

The bowl and spoon fell to the ground, shattering into several pieces, and the oatmeal splattered everywhere!

Even Beryl was startled and asked, “Mom, what are you doing?!”

Jane took two steps back and watched all this, with bitterness in her heart.

“Mom, Jane has served you for so many years. She is kind to you. How can you be angry with her?”

Beryl was still rational. She glanced at Yvette unhappily and then squatted down to pack up.

Jane bent down and held Beryl’s hands and said, “Ms. Yeager, I’ll do it.” She looked up at Beryl with a tender look and continued, “It’s okay. I’ll clean it. Don’t get your hands cut.”

Beryl was shocked and thought, ‘Ms. Yeager?

Jane still calls me Ms. Yeager?

After Violet completed the transfer procedures and left yesterday, Dad told all the ser vants that Violet instead of me, Beryl, should be addressed as Ms. Yeager in front of everyone.

At this house, how one is addressed is no longer based on age but on social status.

At this time, Yvette also realized something was wrong. She squatted down to pick up the broken pieces and clean up.