Ross had suddenly come back to his senses, and he uttered in astonishment, “What’s going on? Where am I? Anne? Harold? Why are you both here?”
“Father!” Anne threw herself into his arms and began wailing. As Ross consoled her, he asked, “Anne, what happened? What’s going on?”
“Father, you’ve been unconscious for days, and Harold even hired a sorcerer to mind-control you!” Anne cried out.
The colors drained from Harold’s face when he saw that his father was awake. “Harold, what is going on here?” Ross questioned, glaring at Harold..
“Father, don’t listen to her nonsense! You’re sick, and I only summoned someone to treat you for your illness!” Harold responded. “That’s enough! Say no more. Since I’m now awake, I’ll look into this myself,” Ross uttered icily as he waved his hand..
He then turned to look at Anne with loving eyes before gently combing his fingers through her hair.
Harold scrunched up his face indignantly when he saw how much his father doted on his sister. A murderous look even crossed his face. He knew what he had done would be revealed if Ross were to investigate the matter.
With that thought in mind, Harold narrowed his eyes and shot a look at the sorcerer. The sorcerer knew what he meant and immediately moved to block the exit.
“It has been days since I’ve fallen unconscious. I’m sure much of my work has been neglected. I’ll have to take a look at them now.”
Ross was worried about his work despite having only woken up, but just as he walked to the exit, he noticed that the sorcerer was blocking the doorway.
Ross’ expression turned frigid. “Who are you? Why are you blocking the doorway?” “My father wants to head out! Why are you standing in his way?” Anne questioned the sorcerer.
However, the sorcerer remained rooted to his spot. Livid, Ross turned to Harold and questioned, “What is going on, Harold?” Harold began walking toward Ross with an evil grin on his face.
“Father, you just recovered from your illness, and you’ve grown old now. Honestly, I think you should leave the worries of your work to me. I’ll make sure that everything goes smoothly,” Harold uttered.
Ross snapped his brows together when he heard that, and anger started burning bright in his eyes. “What are you trying to say, Harold? Are you trying to usurp me?”
“That’s right. I’d like to be a duke now,” Harold confessed. Anne gasped and said, “Harold, how can you say that? Father is still alive. How can you say that you want to take his dukedom?”
The murderous intent Harold was emitting intensified. He said, “Soon, Father will be dead.” Harold’s words nearly gave Ross a heart attack from the fury he felt.
“You animal! You heartless son! I’m going to kill you!” Ross roared as he swung his hand at Harold’s face.
Alas, Ross had just woken up from his coma, and he was still weak. Thus, Harold easily dodged his slap “Father, I’m your biological son. Can you really bring yourself to kill me? Well then, I won’t hesitate anymore.”
With that, Harold turned to the sorcerer and said, “Do it. Don’t let these three people in the room out of here alive.” The sorcerer nodded and started chanting under his breath. Black smoke then began rising from his body.
In no time, the room was shrouded by black smoke, and no one could see anything. Anne shrieked in fear while Ross panicked. Right then, someone grabbed Anne and pulled her.
“Ah!” Anne screamed and thrashed. “It’s me. Hide behind me,” Jared whispered to Anne.
