The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1294

It was nearly five in the morning after all the commotion.

Jean felt sympathy for Neera. "Go to sleep. You can wake up later in the morning. We're finally here to relax, so make sure you get enough rest."

Neera had been tormented by him until the early hours of the morning. She had barely slept when another issue arose. She was now exhausted.

Despite her fatigue, her mind remained active.

Noticing that Jean hadn't laid down, she asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Jean nodded slightly and casually replied, "Hmm, I'll go and give them a few instructions. That group still needs to be dealt with."

"What do you plan to do with those people?" Neera inquired.

Jean had made up his mind. "Send them to Judgment Island. They are criminals who have been hiding in Freo Market. Now, it's time for them to face the consequences."

As he spoke these words, a flash of determination flickered in his eyes.

After everything that had happened, sending these people to Judgment Island could be considered lenient.

If they were to fall into his hands, he would make them suffer a thousand times more than they did on Judgment Island.

However, those were just minor characters, so he didn't even bother paying attention to them.

Phoebe was the real culprit!

At this moment, Neera noticed something and became curious.

"Why do I always feel that you're quite familiar with Phison? Isn't Judgment Island under the jurisdiction of the neutral faction? Can you actually send people there?"

Although Judgment Island was a place for imprisoning criminals, not just anyone could be sent there. Only those who were extremely wicked or had committed serious crimes could be confined within its walls.

There was no need for the neutral faction to adjudicate minor offenses. They could be sent to the nearest prison directly.

Jean's eyes flickered slightly as he tactfully replied, "I've taken some time these past few days to learn quite a bit. They've committed crimes and have a criminal record. Sending them to prison shouldn't be too difficult. In any case, you don't need to worry. Just leave everything to me. Just sleep peacefully, and everything will be alright when you wake up tomorrow."

Neera made a "hmm" sound and once again reminded him, "Don't act impulsively because of me."

She didn't care about Phoebe's fate.

However, she didn't want Jean to get into trouble.

If the Cox family blamed Jean for this, who knew what might happen if they took action against him...

Jean gently touched her face. "Don't worry. I know my limits."

This response seemed somewhat ambiguous, but Neera didn't notice anything amiss.

She nodded and quickly fell asleep with Jean by her side.

Once her breathing had steadied, Jean gently got up and left, descending the stairs.

Ian was still waiting downstairs. "Sir, it's almost dawn. Aren't you going to get some sleep? Can your body handle this?"

Jean sat nonchalantly on the sofa. "No worries, how are those guys doing now?"

Ian truthfully answered, "Apart from one who seems to be the leader, whose arm was disabled by Luna and has since fainted, everyone else is still conscious. Storm and Cloud are waiting for your instructions."

Jean's eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of severity flashing in their depths.

"Send them all to Judgment Island. Notify the neutral faction and lock them up in the water dungeon. Their fate is in their own hands."

Ian was not surprised at all, he simply accepted the order. "Yes."

The water dungeon on Judgment Island was a place that struck fear into the hearts of those who heard of it.

Being sent there was equivalent to being sentenced to death.

The place was dark, damp, and stiflingly hot. Anyone who entered would find themselves mostly submerged in water. After just a few days, they would suffer unbearable pain and swelling.

In that place, various snakes, insects, rats, and ants often appeared due to the environmental conditions.

People being gnawed to death by rats was not an uncommon sight, and their manner of death was utterly horrifying.

Once these people went in, most of them wouldn't last more than ten days to half a month before meeting their untimely deaths.

However, considering what they had done, such a way of dying didn't seem excessive.

Since they dared to harm Mrs. Beauvort, their punishment can be considered lenient.

When he thought about the instigator behind all this who hadn't been dealt with yet, Ian asked again, "Master, are you really going to listen to Mrs. Beauvort's words and let Phoebe off the hook?"

Jean's eyes darkened, but he didn't say a word.

Ian frowned and muttered, "Isn't that too lenient on that woman? She harbors resentment towards the young mistress and even plotted her death. Even a thousand cuts wouldn't be too much for her. Yet, she managed to escape punishment just because of the Cox family. Doesn't this mean she can use the Cox family as a shield in the future and become even more reckless?"

At that moment, Jean suddenly said in a cold voice, "Escape punishment? Huh, she can dream on."

Ian's eyes lit up. "Sir, do you have any ideas?"

Naturally, Jean couldn't let this insult slide.

As dawn was about to break, Luna stealthily infiltrated the Cox residence, unnoticed by anyone.

She had long since familiarized herself with the inner workings of the Cox family and effortlessly made her way into Phoebe's room.

At this moment, Phoebe was still sleeping, blissfully unaware of the trouble awaiting her.

After receiving Nicholas' call, she felt a moment of anxiety, but quickly dismissed it as nothing to fear.

She had purchased Nicholas under a false identity. Moreover, Nicholas had also used a fake identity. With these two layers of protection, it would be nearly impossible for anyone to trace back to her.

Given her status as the daughter of the Cox family, Neera wouldn't dare lay a finger on her!

Even though she wasn't clear about what had happened to the people she had sent out, and she didn't understand why there were such formidable experts protecting Neera and Jean, she wasn't worried. She didn't anticipate any major trouble. As long as she was still a member of the Cox family, that wretch wouldn't dare to do anything to her.

With these thoughts, she gradually relaxed, feeling smug without a care in the world. She was also secretly scheming. If she couldn't deal with Neera this time, there would always be another opportunity.

Unbeknownst to her, as she indulged in her mindless daydreaming, Nicholas had already taken control...