Chapter 63
When Elara Dessey returned to her shop in the city, she did not care what ruthless methods the founding ancestors of the Andros clan would use to wipe out the forces of the Blood Pact. From the moment she received the compensation, that matter had nothing to do with her. Of course, if the Blood Pact wanted to seek revenge, she would welcome them anytime. "I gave Alexander a warning before we left," Thea Dessey said, carrying a plate of washed red apples into the room. She picked the largest, reddest one and held it out to Elara, who stood by the window with her arms crossed. "The 14 million gold coins paid to the West Sea Forest might still be recovered." "The founding dukes of the Andros clan are not fools. They know how to follow examples," Elara took the red apple and bit into it. The
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