"Who doesn't want another child, especially if the second one is a girl? It will feel complete," Irene replied matter-of-factly."Good. I hope your wish comes true because I also want a granddaughter," Miguel responded happily."It's just like buying food! Is it really that easy to organise? It's easy to make, but this little brother, he's acting up anyway," Killian thought to himself."Tomorrow morning, I must personally summon Henley to make a special potion for me!" she thought."You heard that Killian. Your wife has agreed and is looking forward to having a daughter. So make an effort; I'm sure you can!" Miguel said firmly and as if on his own. Then he walked away from the place to enter the villa, inviting Leviathan to accompany him.After they left, Killian and Irene just stayed where they were for a minute. Each was lost in their thoughts until a voice startled them."Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. I'm sorry if I came to disturb you

"Get out of my way. Why are you blocking my way?" shouted Duke angrily, just before entering the grounds of the three-storey mansion."Sorry, boss. I'm serving this customer," the meatball merchant replied reasonably. Then he continued to take the meatball order that the buyer in front of him wanted to buy."You still have to move your cart because it's blocking my way. If you don't want to, don't blame me if I have to run over your cart!" responded Duke Three emotionally."Okay, okay. I will push my cart to the side," replied the meatball merchant in fear. Then hurriedly pushed his cart away from the gate of the big house."What a nuisance!" said Duke irritably after the cart blocking his way was pushed away, and the car he was travelling in managed to get inside the fence.But only some of the passengers had left. Suddenly a loud voice was heard, which was quite painful for the ears."Hey, you. Can't you be polite to a small merchant?"

"Check every corner, cupboard, floor, wall and so on. Who knows if there's a secret door where they've escaped!" Denver said."Yes, chief!" replied Denver's men firmly, followed by several policemen who happened to be on the spot.Without wasting more time, all the people who ordered earlier returned to check as instructed. Some shifted cabinets, some knocked on the floor and walls, and some even moved the foam of their beds.KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK...That was the sound of their activity as they knocked and examined every inch of the house. But so far, no answer has been found to the mystery of the disappearance of dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of Duke Rhett's men from the house.But there was still one room that had yet to be checked by them: Duke Rhett's bedroom. It was only realised because the room was locked from the inside and difficult to open.They tried various methods but couldn't open it because the door had an automatic lock system and the owner's fingerprint.Seeing tha

"I'll take you flying, and you'll go to heaven!" the man replied lightly."Don't you dare mess around? My young master will be very angry if you treat me this badly!" he said threateningly."Take it easy. He'll be very grateful if scum as you die at our noble hands!" the bodyguard lightly replied while grinning quite creepily."Insolent. You're worse than the devil!" he said angrily and unselfconsciously."Who's the devil, you or us? Taking the rights of others to enrich yourself!""Don't you realise that what you're doing is distressing other people?" asked Randy, the bodyguard, very pointedly."Troublesome, you say? Didn't your Spencer lord think when he took away the entire fortune of your murdered lord Daniel?" retorted Duke Rhett with fire."Daniel? Is the person you called Daniel the Italian Daniel Gilmour?" said Denver curiously."Yes. He's the one!" replied Duke Rhett bluntly."So what do you have to do with Daniel Gilmour?" asked Denver, curious."He's my boss. The parent of

The next day. Aethelhem and an intelligence team of eight were seen heading to the location where young Master Dante was. But as soon as they reached the large gate carved with dragons and lions. They were stopped by a tall, well-built man dressed as a high-level bodyguard.Behind him were dozens of other bodyguards, who also looked strong and fierce, with faces not of this country.At that time, Aethelhelm intended to stop, then walk up to the guard at the back of the line, because he was sitting at the guard post, to ask permission to enter the housing complex. But suddenly, there was a strong yell from his side."Stop. Show me your identity!" snapped a bodyguard commander guarding the gate of the housing estate in a loud voice from Aethelhelm's left.No kidding, the gate, usually guarding done by a security guard or security guard, is now being guarded by dozens of level three bodyguards, led by a man who acts as its commander.Hearing the yell,