Immortal King

Chapter 83

"Sir, we meet again." The young master ignored the screams of the Lima siblings and patted Jack on the shoulder with a smile.

"You are the young master of the Icarus family?" Jack asked, a little surprised. He hadn't expected the young master of Icarus to be out catching rabbits at the foot of the mountain early in the morning, much less that they would meet.

"Maxwell Icarus." Maxwell patted his chest proudly.

"Okay, come with me to save someone." Jack grabbed Maxwell by the collar and turned to leave. Maxwell started screaming, but Jack paid no attention. He only wanted to save Lily as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, in the underground casino in Wyndcrest, Lucky took his master to see the mysterious young master.

"Sir, have you seen Jack before?" The mysterious young master smiled gently and asked the old man in linen standing before him.

"Yes, as you said, Jack is quite powerful, but he is still no match for me. He has been killed by me!" the old man boasted.

"Killed?" The mysterious young master's eyes filled with pleasant surprise.

"Uh... he was seriously injured and ran away." The old man paused for a moment and lied.

The mysterious young master felt a bit disappointed but said, "It doesn't matter. Please rest for a while. Let Lucky take you for a walk in the city tonight and help me with something in the meantime."

***

In the private hospital, Emily was cleaning Lily.

Chloe was eating fruit and shouted proudly, "Be careful! Don't hurt my sister! She has been our princess since she was a child. If you harm her skin, you will be punished!"

Emily remained calm and indifferent, not taking Chloe's words to heart. After wiping Lily's body, she picked up the clothes nearby to wash them when Chloe stepped forward and dumped all the dirty clothes into the basin.

"What do you mean by this?" Emily asked angrily.

"Ha, stop pretending!" Chloe rolled her eyes. "You're just a servant now. What's wrong with washing a few clothes for me? If you don't want to, then don't!"

"Okay, I'll wash them." Emily suppressed her anger and took the clothes to the bathroom.

Chloe walked over to the bed and pinched Lily's arm. Instantly, a bruise appeared on Lily's skin.

A little while later, when Emily finished washing the clothes and returned to the ward, she found Arthur and the others had already arrived.

Just as she was about to greet them, Chloe suddenly stepped forward and slapped her in the face.

"What are you doing?" Emily covered her swollen cheek and asked angrily.

"What am I doing?" Chloe widened her eyes and shouted, "I should be asking you what you're up to! Under the guise of taking care of my sister, you tried to take revenge on her, didn't you?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about," Emily replied, confused.

"Come and see!" Chloe dragged Emily over to the side of the bed.

Emily was shocked to see several bruises and finger marks on Lily's smooth arm. It was obvious she had been pinched!

"Emily, don't you think you owe me an explanation?" Arthur snorted, glaring at Emily.

"I didn't do it. I was washing clothes just now. I didn't have time to do such a thing," she defended herself, looking at Chloe. "You were in the ward the whole time!"

"Bullshit!" Chloe roared, "Are you saying I deliberately hurt my own sister to frame you? Emily, do you think everyone is as vicious as you? You usually play the victim to manipulate men, but in reality, you've done countless cruel things, haven't you? I'll make sure you pay for what you've done to my sister!"

Fearing that Emily would expose the truth, Chloe stepped forward and slapped her again.

"Ah!" Emily screamed, but Chloe grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the wall!

With a loud thud, Emily's forehead hit the wall, causing it to bleed profusely.

Chloe felt thrilled to be getting her revenge. She had suffered a lot at Jack's hands, and now she finally had the chance to retaliate.

Arthur and the others simply watched, with no intention of stopping her.

Meanwhile, Lucky led his master to the center of Wyndcrest. The old man kept leering at the exposed thighs and chests of the young, beautiful women around him, filled with lust.

Lucky knew his master's tastes and said, "Master, I've made arrangements for you. Please, come with me."

"I'm not going." Unexpectedly, the old man waved his hand dismissively. "The women you arranged are all used up. I want something fresh. Look at the beautiful, energetic girls out here on the street. That's more to my taste!"

Hearing this, Lucky felt a bit awkward. He hadn't expected his master to be so picky, but he had no choice. After all, the mysterious young master still needed his master to handle things later on.

Just as Lucky was pondering how to satisfy his master's desires, the old man suddenly pointed ahead and said, "Look, that girl is just right. Get her for me."

Lucky looked in the direction his master had pointed. Sure enough, there was a young and beautiful girl, accompanied by a boy who looked as delicate as a doll.

"Master, that's not right. She seems to be taking care of a child," Lucky hesitated.

"So what? I don't care!" The old man patted Lucky on the shoulder and turned around, heading towards the hotel.

Lucky frowned. He despised this sort of thing, but he had no choice. He could only grit his teeth and approach the girl.

Tina and Cindy were strolling outside a bookstore. When they turned around, they found an expressionless man standing behind them.

"Who are you?" Tina asked warily. Simon had been called away by Drake to investigate something that day, so she hadn't wanted to leave the villa. But Cindy had finished her exercise book and they were running low on food at home, so she'd come out.

"You two, come with me." The man, Lucky, said coldly and reached out to grab Tina.

Tina was about to cry for help, but Lucky jabbed her throat, and she fainted immediately.

"Bad guy, you hurt Ms. Trump!" Cindy shouted furiously and bit Lucky on the thigh.

Lucky knocked Cindy unconscious with a chop and picked her up. Ignoring the shocked stares of passersby, he rushed to the hotel where his master was staying.