Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 306

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**
**Chapter 306: Guilty Conscience**

Why won’t she trust me?

“There aren’t any beast cores of Rank 10 in this place, yet you promised Silas five of them. Were you planning to deceive him?”

Marcus couldn’t fathom the idea of tricking Silas. That was just not who he was, right?

“Confess for leniency, or I’ll make you regret it.” Emma raised her hand, gripping the ear Marcus hadn’t bothered to fold back. “If you don’t spill the truth, I’ll twist this right off your head.”

Marcus was taken aback. His huntress was a force to be reckoned with, fierce yet undeniably adorable. In that moment, all he yearned for was to lean in and kiss her.

He leaned closer, his lips nearly grazing her cheek, and finally spoke, his voice laced with a wounded innocence that made his heart ache.

“Ms. Tibarn, I’ve already explained. Those beast cores, I… well, I didn’t exactly snatch them. They were given to me.”

That was the extent of his defense. The cores he had previously given to Silas and Lucien were long gone; the remainder had been handed over to Corvin.

“They were given to you?”

Emma’s skepticism was palpable.

Who in their right mind would just hand over that many Rank 10 beast cores?

“So who exactly was so generous?” Emma pressed, her brows knitting together in suspicion.

“The Drakonid,” Marcus replied, maintaining a straight face. “They’re obsessed with hoarding treasures. Their vault is overflowing with Rank 10 beast cores.”

And even some Rank 11 ones, if he recalled correctly.

The last time he’d visited, he had only taken a handful and passed them along to Corvin and Lucien.

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Marcus suddenly took Emma’s hand and pulled her upright, an idea sparking within him.

“Ms. Tibarn, come with me. I’ll show you where to get some.”

Perfect timing, he mused. I’m out of beast cores anyway; it’s high time I restocked.

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**Chapter 306: Guilty Conscience**

Who knew when we’d return? I need to take plenty this time.

Marcus moved with surprising speed.

Before Emma could even process what was happening, he had whisked her straight to the Drakonid treasure vault.

The guards standing at the entrance turned pale the moment they laid eyes on him.

Then, without a second thought, they spun around and fled.

Emma stood there, her mouth agape. “They just… ran? Didn’t even try to stop you?”

Even if they couldn’t win, shouldn’t they at least put on a show of resistance?

This was their own vault, after all!

Marcus looked as innocent as a lamb. “Ms. Tibarn, I told you. They give it to me. When I show up, they don’t stop me.”

Except for that first encounter—when he had fought them—no Drakonid had dared to block his path since.

The fleeing guards, hearing Marcus’s words, screamed internally. It wasn’t that they were unwilling to confront him; they simply couldn’t!

Moreover, Mr. Smith and the elders had specifically instructed them that if Marcus ever returned, they were not to engage, but to report back to Mr. Smith.

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The outer section was filled with mundane goods, but the real treasures lay further in.

Emma halted him, shaking her head firmly. “We can admire them, but we’re not taking anything.”

If this had been a Chitinid vault, she would have stripped it bare without a second thought. But this was the Drakonid’s domain. They had established a rapport with the Drakonid; it would be utterly wrong to rob them blatantly.

“You don’t appreciate what’s here?” Marcus asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.

How could she not find it appealing?

Of course, she loved it. But a wise woman knew to acquire riches through rightful means.

“I adore these things,” she replied earnestly, “but no matter how much I desire them, they’re not mine. We’re on good terms with the Drakonid now. Stealing from them would be unjust.” She concluded her thoughts with a playful twist of Marcus’s ear.

“From now on, you’re not allowed to come here and ‘borrow’ anything, understood?” Emma gave his ear one last pinch before freezing in place.

Marcus was just about to nod in agreement when he noticed her sudden stillness.

“Ms. Tibarn, what’s wrong?”

Is something off about me?

Emma didn’t respond. Instead, she raised her hand and twisted his arm, applying a bit more pressure this time.

Still, it didn’t hurt Marcus in the slightest. But he was acutely aware that it would sting her.

“Ms. Tibarn,” he said softly, “please don’t lay your hands on me.”

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**Chapter 306: Guilty Conscience**