CHAPTER 553: CHAPTER 553: TOGETHER IN LIFE, TOGETHER IN DEATH

"Alright, boss!"

Jude Ford responded respectfully, while silently lighting a candle for Stella in his heart.

Tsk tsk tsk, she has unknowingly angered their boss, that person is doomed!

As Chase Sherman walked in with large strides, he saw this scene and, seeing the little girl’s bad complexion, he tenderly pulled her into his embrace.

"How is it, feeling a bit better?"

Seeing the undisguised concern in the man’s eyes, Serena lightly pressed her lips together.

"I’m much better, don’t worry."

Seeing the girl’s still pale face, Chase Sherman’s eyes grew even more tender with pain, as he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.

"Were you talking to Jude Ford on the phone just now?"

Serena lazily leaned against his chest, nodding with a soft sound of affirmation.

"Did something happen?" the man asked softly.

Serena nonchalantly replied, "Just a little problem."

"Baby, rest well, let me handle it..."

Before the man could finish, Serena shook her head, interrupting with a rather nonchalant tone, "Just a small matter, no need for you."

Understanding the girl’s temperament, Chase Sherman could only compromise, "Alright, I’ll listen to you."

Only then was Serena satisfied, nodding as she hooked her pale arms around the man’s neck, burying her face in his chest.

Chase Sherman instantly understood the little girl’s thoughts, his deep magnetic voice extraordinarily gentle.

"Don’t want to stay here?"

"Mm."

The girl’s voice was lazy and made one’s heart feel soft.

"Alright, I’ll take you home."

Chase Sherman took off his suit jacket, draping it over the girl, then gently lifted her in a princess carry, and walked towards the door.

"Serena..."

Forrest Montague came in just in time to witness the scene, feeling inexplicably fed up with the display of affection.

"Serena wants to go home and rest, I’ll take her back first."

Hearing this, Forrest Montague immediately nodded in agreement, "Alright, let her rest well, the lab here is in my hands!"

"Thank you."

Half an hour later, the car steadily stopped at Rosewood Villa.

The man held the girl in his arms all the way into the manor, not putting her down until they reached the bedroom.

Along the way, the servants couldn’t help but whisper with envy.

"Baby, if you feel unwell anywhere later, be sure to tell me."

Chase Sherman’s eyes were tightly fixed on the girl’s pale face, gently caressing her cheek with worry.

He was concerned the side effects of the X Potion might flare up again and the little girl would hide it from him.

"Mm."

Serena obediently nodded in agreement, then noticing his damp short hair, she spoke.

"Go to the bathroom and dry your hair with a towel!"

On the way back, there had been a light drizzle. He had shielded her from the rain, but his own hair was wet.

"Alright."

Chase Sherman nodded, his gentle gaze lingering on the girl.

"Brother will be right back to keep you company."

"Mm."

The girl lazily agreed, then turned on her computer to find an anonymous email in her inbox.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she opened the email the next second.

[Meet at the fencing hall at 4 p.m. tomorrow.]

[Serena, if you dare not to show, I guarantee you’ll never acquire the End Material!]

The words were full of threat.

Serena let out a sneer.

Threaten her?

The last person to threaten her, who knows how tall the grass on their grave has grown.

Serena took out her phone and dialed Jude Ford’s number.

The call was answered instantly.

"Hello, boss!"

Serena responded lazily, then spoke, "Get me a set of fencing gear, deliver it by tomorrow afternoon."

Hearing this, Jude Ford scratched his chin in confusion, "Boss, why did you suddenly decide to play fencing?"

Serena’s tone remained lazy, but was inexplicably chilling.

"Someone’s begging for a slap in the face, why shouldn’t I oblige?"

Jude Ford immediately realized it must be those fools from Zelara causing trouble again.

"Got it, boss!"

"There’s something else for you to do."

The girl’s cool voice sounded unhurried.

"Raise interest rates on Zelara, short Zelara Currency."

Originally, she hadn’t planned to act so soon, but since Stella was seeking her doom, she didn’t mind going ahead.

Jude Ford excitedly rubbed his hands together, agreeing without hesitation.

"Alright, boss, leave this to me!"

Tsk, didn’t have anyone better to provoke?

Now they’ve provoked our boss, they’re going down!

...

Ten minutes later, Chase Sherman came out of the bathroom and promptly received a call from Seth Sterling.

"Master Damian, the C-zone area has been searched, there’s no trace of Nyx."

Chase Sherman’s eyes darkened, the atmosphere around him terrifyingly oppressive, he coldly spoke.

"Continue searching other areas."

He would dig three feet into the ground to find Nyx’s lair!

"Understood, Master Damian!"

Seth Sterling could feel the man’s terrifying aura even over the phone, and couldn’t help but shiver, then hesitantly spoke.

"Master Damian, I’m just hypothetically speaking... there’s no intention of jinxing the little sister-in-law..."

Hearing his hesitations, Chase Sherman impatiently said, "Just say it."

Encouraged by his words, Seth Sterling finally dared to speak.

"Master Damian, if in the end we still can’t locate Nyx’s lair... and the antidote isn’t developed within three months, then the little sister-in-law she..."

No need to continue, they all understood.

Seth Sterling sighed heavily, his tone grave, "Master Damian, what will you do?"

Without any hesitation, Chase Sherman gravely replied, "Then I’ll accompany my girl."

Live together, die together.

Share the same bed in life, the same grave in death.

As expected...

Seth Sterling wasn’t surprised, but still felt shocked.

How deep must love run to make such a promise?!

Seth Sterling wanted to say more, but was interrupted by the man.

"Alright, I need to go keep my girl company, hanging up now."

With those words, he hung up the phone before Seth Sterling could respond.

Seth Sterling: "..."

Really speechless, who gets it!

Returning to the room, seeing the girl’s somewhat cold expression, Chase Sherman’s eyes deepened as he quickly walked over to her and embraced her.

"How about now, still feeling unwell?"

The man’s voice was exceedingly gentle, as if coaxing a child.

"Not unwell anymore."

Serena naturally buried her face into the man’s broad and warm embrace.

"I’m sleepy."

"Do you want to lie down on the bed and sleep a bit?"

The girl reached out to hug his waist.

"You stay with me."

"Heh..."

Chase Sherman let out a low chuckle from his throat, leaving a tingling sensation in people’s ears.

The little girl was especially clingy at this moment... but he liked it.

"Alright, brother will stay with you."

As time passed by the minute, he coaxed the little girl to sleep before quietly tiptoeing out of the bedroom.

"Master Damian..."

Chase Sherman came forward.

The man’s gaze was extremely cold, the chilling aura he exuded was shiver-inducing.

"Go find out who upset my girl."

"Yes, Master Damian!"

Chase Sherman immediately responded respectfully, simultaneously sighing quietly.

Tsk, someone in Imperia actually dared to upset Miss Serena, it’s practically suicidal!