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Chapter 1278 Underground Chamber

At night the next day.

Tiffany, who was under house arrest, lay on the bed and stared at the medicine on the bedside table.

Her tearful eyes were gradually filled with hatred.

Her fair hands then clenched tightly together, trembling with anger. "Veronica Murphy! Veronica

Murphy! I will kill you! I will kill you!"

Veronica was responsible for all her misfortunes. Tiffany would never be able to let go of her hatred if

Veronica didn't die.

That night, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

In her mind, she fantasized about how to eliminate Veronica and what would be the quickest and most

effective way to achieve her goal.

But as she pondered, she suddenly caught a faint fragrance. Her mind then became dizzy, and she fell

into a deep sleep.

Unconscious, Tiffany didn't know what had happened.

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After an unknown period of time, when she woke up from her dream, she opened her eyes and saw

Crayson and Mateo.

"W-Why are you here?"

She was somewhat panicked as she struggled to get up from the bed. However, she realized that her

limbs were tightly bound, and she couldn't struggle when she moved.

Filled with fear, she instinctively looked around, only to find herself in a large underground chamber.

Even though there were lights around, she couldn't see the walls. The only things she could see were a

few pillars standing on the ground, supporting the dome.

Even the lights were antique bronze figures that held a stick with a palace lamp on top.

The combination of antiquity and modernity added a touch of mystery to the underground chamber.

And yet, it was this mystery that made Tiffany feel even more insecure.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Why did you kidnap me?"

Tiffany spoke to Crayson. However, he only glanced at her coldly and continued to communicate with

Mateo using some secret language that she couldn't understand.

She could understand what others were saying before because she was wearing a translator. But now

that she didn't bring the translator with her, she couldn't understand anything.

That feeling was absolutely terrible. It made her feel helpless while she was being driven crazy.

"Master Crayson, you better release me, or else that person won't spare you!" Tiffany struggled like she

was a madwoman, but it was all in vain. "Floch Larson and Rachel Zimmerman won't forgive you

either."

Hearing her mention the Larson couple, Crayson paused for a moment before he turned to look at

Tiffany, his murky eyes filled with coldness. "Is that so? Let them come find me, then. That way, I don't

have to waste my effort looking for them."

The Larson couple used to address him respectfully. But now, because of Tiffany, they had become

enemies.

As much as Crayson despised Tiffany, he couldn't be bothered to pay her any attention.

"You... Even if you're not afraid of them, aren't you afraid of Dawson?" Tiffany revealed the mysterious

person backing her.

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She couldn't be certain of Dawson's true identity, but she had overheard a conversation between

Hendrey and Xavier that mentioned Dawson. At that time, she had a feeling that "Dawson" was an

extraordinary person.

She asked Hendrey about Dawson afterward, but he refused to say anything.

She speculated that Dawson was likely the mastermind. However, she wasn't completely certain.

In a critical moment, she could only bring up Dawson to intimidate Crayson, hoping it would be

effective.

"I've been waiting for Dawson for a long time too."

Crayson snorted coldly, showing no fear of Dawson. Instead, his face was filled with contempt.

At that moment, the heavy door made a sound like gears that had been sealed for many years as it

was pushed open.

Tiffany couldn't move her limbs and could only lift her head to look at the door. That was when she saw

five or six members of the hidden clan, dressed in black clothes with blue edges and wrapped in black

headscarves, walking in.

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