Chapter 877


    Chapter 877 Underground Pce


    The following night, Tiffany, who was under house arrest, was lying on the bed. As her gazended on


    the medicine on the nightstand, resentment gradually reced the tears that brimmed in her eyes.


    She clenched her fair hands together as her body shook in anger. “Veronica Murphy, I’ll kill you! I really


    will!” Every bad thing that happened to Tiffany started with Veronica. As such, she could only feel


    satisfied once Veronica was dead.


    That night, Tiffany tossed and turned on her bed but couldn’t fall asleep. Pictures of the ways to kill


    Veronica were running through her mind. The whole night, she kept wondering about the quickest and


    most effective way to kill someone.


    As she went over the n in her mind, a hint of fragrance reached her. The next second, her head


    grew heavy and she finally fell asleep. She had no idea what happened after she passed out.


    After a long time, Tiffany stirred awake. As her eyes fluttered open, she was met with the sight of


    Crayson and Mateo. “W-What are you doing here?”


    A little rmed by their presence, she struggled to get up from the bed. It was only then that she


    realized her limbs were bound tightly and she could not move an inch.


    She was frightened. She scanned her surroundings involuntarily, only to find herself in a massive


    underground pce.


    Even though the lights around them illuminated the ce, she couldn’t see any walls around her other


    than a few pirs that served the purpose of supporting the dome.


    The lights surrounding her came from the ancient bronze figures. The figures were each holding a pole,


    whereby antern hung at the tip of it.


    The mix of ancient and modern art added to the mystery of the underground pce.


    And it was this very mystery that unnerved her from time to time.


    “Hey, I’m talking to you. Why did you kidnap me?”


    Tiffany shot the question at Crayson. However, he only cast an indifferent nce at her before


    returning to the discussion. He was talking to Mateo in the hidden tongue as they fiddled with the pots


    on the table. However, Tiffany couldn’t understand a word they were saying.


    Before this, she used a tranting device to understand thenguage. As such, she couldn’t


    understand a thing without the device right now.


    It was a terrible feeling and the helplessness was driving her crazy.


    “Master Crayson, you better let me go, or else that man wille after you!” She tried to struggle out of


    her constraints, but it was futile. “And there are Floch and Rachel. They will not let you off the hook!”


    The mention of Floch and Rachel caught Crayson’s attention as he paused the discussion. He turned


    around to look at the woman, and his ssy eyes were filled with an icy look as he growled, “Is that


    so? They shoulde after me, then. At least it saves me a trip to go looking for them.”


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    The couple used to address him as ‘Mr. Crayson’ in the past. However, Tiffany had turned the former


    mentor and students against each other.


    Even though Crayson resented her to his bones, he didn’t bother to pay her any attention.


    “A-Are you not afraid of them? What about Dawson? Aren’t you wary of him?” Tiffany told him the


    identity of the mysterious person behind all this.


    However, she had no idea about Dawson’s true identity. It was just that she had once stumbled upon


    Hendrey and Xavier’s conversation. The two mentioned Dawson at that time, and she had a feeling


    that there was more going on with Dawson.


    After that, she once asked Hendrey about Dawson, but Hendrey refused to tell her anything.


    As such, Tiffany guessed that Dawson was the person pulling the strings, but she wasn’t a hundred


    percent sure about it.


    At this critical moment, she had no choice but to use Dawson’s name to intimidate Crayson in hopes


    that it would work.


    “I’m also expecting him.” Crayson sneered, not visibly affected by her words. Instead, a look of disdain


    crossed his face.


    At that moment, someone pushed the thick door open and it made a creaking sound as if the gears


    started rotating again after being in disuse for years.


    Tiffany couldn’t move in her restraints, so she could only lift her head and look in the direction of the


    entrance. What she saw was a group of people from the hidden n who were wearing ck clothes


    with blue ents and ck headscarves.