It’s bizarre that all the media journalists who went to the ceremony disappeared overnight.
It’s as if they never appeared at all, and no one even asked about it.
The Miller family, a century-old aristocratic family, also announced on the same day that the new heir would be Elias.
So what about the originally designated heiress, Miss Charlotte?
The new head of the family, Patrick, announced the next day that the former head of the family, Rohan, and his sister Charlotte, had both suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and passed away.
So the first thing he announced as the new head was to organize a funeral.
Speculations abound from the public, and many influencers even daringly wrote about a melodramatic struggle for inheritance among the children of wealthy families.
Despite the tumultuous speculations and diverse opinions outside, the Miller family remained tranquil.
The pure white snow covered the bloodstains at the entrance of the Miller Residence, leaving no trace, except for the absence of a statue in the empty hall, everything seemed as usual.
It’s as if nothing had ever happened.
In another corner of the Miller residence, the bright sunlight illuminated the scene inside the room. The black sheets contrasted with the exquisite fair face, appearing almost translucent.
He seemed so fragile, as if he could disappear at any moment, this semi-lifeless appearance was truly heart-wrenching.
By the bed, a young man in a navy robe involuntarily sighed, seemingly casually pulling the covers for him.
Seeing this, another man beside him couldn’t help but jokingly remark, “Everyone always thinks that the elder brother is the most considerate, while Elias is the most cold and heartless. Who would have thought that Elias also has such a gentle side.”
Listening to his words, Elias was a little bit astonished; he retracted his hand and resumed his usual cold demeanor.
“If you have time to talk nonsense here, you might as well think of a way to help Darren wake up sooner.”
He used forbidden arts to battle with Charlotte, with the idea of using all his bloodline power to eradicate Charlotte.
After that, he sealed off Miller Shrine, and the descendants of the Miller family no longer needed to go through the bloody selection.
The position of the family head will be held by the capable.
Everyone should not forget his sacrifice for all these changes.
Benson, who excessively used his spiritual power, and with his body already carrying old injuries, suffered severe backlash and became a vegetable now.
Perhaps he will wake up tomorrow, or perhaps… this will be his life.
He is only twenty-six years old, a renowned genius pianist, just appointed as a professor by a world-famous music academy, with a bright future filled with infinite beauty.
Is he really going to stop at this step?
Abram casually stroked his chin, proposing his idea, “The person Darren cares the most about is Miss Lawrence, so why not let Miss Lawrence take care of him? Perhaps it will increase the chances of Darren waking up.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he received uniform disdainful glances from the others.
What he said was simply nonsense.
Who doesn’t know that Darren loves Miss Lawrence, to the point of being willing to sacrifice his life for her?
Taking care of Darren was naturally the best solution, but Miss Lawrence disappeared after that day, and her whereabouts remained unknown.
The Chulae emissaries who were accompanying her had been visiting the Miller family and the presidential office multiple times in the past couple of days.
Elias checked the surveillance footage, which only captured her in a coma after the incident at the Miller Shrine. As for what happened afterward… it was as if someone intentionally cut it off.
There is no way to determine where she went.
However, it can be confirmed that Miss Lawrence should be temporarily safe.
They found a note at the scene, with the words “Want her? Trade with a map.”
The other party’s identity was already apparent.
Elias brought them here not only to see Benson but also to discuss whether they should hand over this picture or not.
Afraid of being overheard, they moved their discussion to the study.
Patrick, who was fully devoted to his design career, didn’t care about this picture at all and had no interest in its contents.
If this picture could save Miss Lawrence’s life, he believed it should be given.
“Miss Lawrence is a genius; I believe if she focuses on her design, she can make her own path. So, I hope you, Elias, will save her life.”
Abram’s words were even simpler. He touched his own nose and, with a calm and focused expression, said, “If Darren knows that he has put in so much effort and still couldn’t save her, he will definitely be very sad, right?”
“Miss Lawrence is a true beauty. It would be a shame if she died like this. What do you think, Marcel?”
He suddenly asked Marcel, who hadn’t spoken this whole time. Marcel raised his palm, with four fingers together, and slowly rubbed the sandalwood prayer beads in his palm.
His narrow, deep-set eyes were filled with wisdom and tranquility. He also nodded and said something that surprised everyone.
“This map originally belonged to Miss Lawrence. Now it has returned to its rightful owner. It is all fate.”
Abram listened with confusion, scratching the back of his head and discreetly grumbling, “Marcel, can you please speak in terms I can understand? What do you mean it belongs to Miss Lawrence?”
“Yeah, Marcel, wasn’t this map always in our shrine? How can it be Miss Lawrence’s? She probably wasn’t even born back then.”
Marcel hesitated for a second before lightly parting his lips, revealing a story that he had kept hidden in his mind for many years.
“I remember it was about seven years ago when I overheard a conversation between our father and that woman, Sophie. They were talking about that map.”
“That’s when I found out that our father, during his time as a diplomat in Chulae, had a close relationship with Miss Lawrence’s father. He secretly instigated discord, leading to the separation of Miss Lawrence’s parents.”
“This mapwas originally in the hands of Miss Lawrence’s father, but our great father actually collaborated with the cult group ‘The Hand of God’. He took advantage of the chaos between the two sides and stole this map, bringing it back to Jostrana.”
For all these years, he didn’t let Benson come back because Benson was his informant in Chulae and a deep cover agent for The Hand of God.
Benson’s task was to find the remaining four maps.
However, he fell in love with Cheyenne, betrayed his father, and delayed sending the maps back to the family while also exposing his identity within the organization.
To please the Lucas family, Rohan personally sent his son to Gracie.
This is their “great” father!