Chapter 262
The announcement of a joint birthday party for the Locke family’s two beltesses caused a stir throughout the business world.
Not long after the news broke, Madison began receiving a flood of messages
The first to call was Dana, who was ecstatic to hear the continuation. “Maddie, I’ll definitely be there for your birthday party.”
Next was Jordan, who assured her he’d be there to support her. “I’ll make sure that your celebration is every bit as grand as Reberra’s!
Even Harvey, who was cuttently overseas dealing with his own romantic troubles, managed to get a call through, though his line was full of static “Maddie, coming back for your birthday. I’ve already spoken to Mom and Dad.
“This time, they’re going to treat you and Becky fairly. If anything feelsoft, you just call me.”
Madison ended the call, her fingers gently grazing the phone’s screen.
Once her phone was quiet again, Yara floated over, looking solemn. “Madison, do you think this birthday party is your tribulation?”
Madison replied, “For now, it seems that way.”
Vara crossed her a “can you avoid attending the party?”
“Do you think that’s possible?” Madison replied instantly.
Yara sighed, “Probably not.” She circled the room several times, mumbling to herself, “but how could a birthday party lead to something so deadly? It’s not like Rebecca would hire someone to kill you at a party, right?
After muttering for a while and getting no response, Yara turned to find Madison sitting cross–legged with her eyes closed, already deep i
“Are you seriously meditating right now? Yara asked, exasperated.
in meditation.
Madison replied calmly, “Worrying won’t help. Right now, the best thing I can do is to strengthen my spiritual energy to counter Rebecca.”
Yara leaned in her tone full of temptation, “How about using the sentiment–sealing glass vial on Sebastian? Once this is over,
r, you can retum his feelings to him.”
Madison stayed silent.
Yara continued her pitch, “I bet if you asked Sebastian, he’d even agree to it.”
Madison opened her eyes and stared into Yara’s eerie gaze. “We’re not telling Sebastian about this. And we’re definitely not using the glass vial on him. Something isn’t right in this vial”
Yara shrugged, spreading her hands. “There’s nothing wrong with it. That vial was used thousands of years ago. It’s perfectly sate.”
Madison remained firm. “The nines are weird,”
“Maybe the runes are just old, and you’re not familiar with them,” vara suggested,
Madison repeated, “The names shouldn’t be like that.”
Vara threw her hands up in frustration. “Fine! The runes are wrong. I’m only trying to help you! I don’t want to see you get hurt because of Rebecca” Even the system chimed in within Madison’s mind, “Ms. Locke, Yara’s idea might be worth considering–just to ensure your s
safety”
Madison did not reply.
Instead, she said, “Yata, I’m a cultivator. I have my own path to follow, and I can’t stray from it.”
This statement was as much for Yara as it was for the system, which had been pestering her for days.
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