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Lynda chuckled, and her eyelids fluttered as of she was trying to force her eyes open.“Brother Sean, you have quite the vivid imaginations. I'm not going anywhere. Besides, I'm truly fine. Okay, can sister Anna go feed them then, while you both hold my hand. That would be enough to reassure you, right? Then, we can examine them together at daybreak, and know how to help. That's fine, right?” She whispered with difficulty, leaning right towards Anthony. Anthony carried her up, keeping her in a cradling position. Anthony looked at Annabelle with a pleading gaze, and she quickly moved out to obey, as if there was a silent agreement between them. She hurried to her makeshift kitchen and dished the remainder of the foods in the flasks, arranging them in plastic plates, alongside bottles of water, cans of fruit juice, and grape fruits. She packed them up in two heavy baskets and lifted them up with difficulty. Sean noticed her struggling and rushed to take the baskets from her. “Thanks d
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system See the light
It was already dark by the time Sean and Annabelle returned to the watchtower. However, those in the cages could still see through the aid of the street lights erected by the government of the town when it was still functional. Anthony was still hugging Lynda, and he was whispering something to her which made her smile.“Has she opened her eyes?” Sean asked, putting away his transparent gloves. He rubbed hand sanitizer on his palms, before he went to Lynda who was resting comfortably in Anthony's arms.“Yes, big brother. I opened my eyes, but couldn't keep it open for long. I need a herbal soup made with this mushroom, and ginseng.” Lynda said with a happy smile, extending her palms where the mushroom and ginseng appeared.“How is it prepared?” Sean asked, accepting it from her.“It's just like normal chicken soup, with mushrooms and ginseng used as part of the condiments. But the mushroom shouldn't cook for more than five minutes. As for the ginseng, it can be used alongside garlic a
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Misunderstood you
Before, Anthony could take further actions, Sean poured more water into his palm and pushed her face down on it. She continued to blink till the little things in her eyes cleared out into the water in Sean's palm. Annabelle came back after clearing away the plates and cleaning them up.Lynda threw herself into her arms, nuzzling her. Annabelle was initially surprised, but she hugged her nevertheless, caressing her hair.“Thank you, big sister.” She whispered, holding her tightly.“Alright there, I set up a bucket of warm water for you. Let's get you cleaned up.” Annabelle whispered, letting Sean help her up with Lynda still hugging her.They moved to the bathroom and returned after a while, with Lynda dressed in pajamas.“The next person can go clean up. There are two buckets of water in there, alongside clean towels and shower gel. Just spread the towel on that rack in the corridor once you're done. So that it would be dry by morning.” Annabelle said, walking out with Lynda. Anthony
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Blissful night
Sean managed to block the blow coming for him with his palm, but he still felt a heart wrenching crack in his palm, making him groan.As he was still bemoaning his fate, another fist came flying for his jaws, frightening him.“No! I swear I didn't say sny hurtful words to her. I just apologized for the times I shouted at her when we just arrived. I swear, nothing else.” He shouted, holding her wrist to stop her aim from connecting.“Why was she crying then?” Lynda asked suspiciously, as if she was finding it hard to believe him.“How will I know that? I guess she felt a bit emotional.” Sean muttered grudgingly.“You never liked my big sister, you always find a way to hurt her. Are you sure you really didn't say something hurtful again?” Lynda queried with narrowed eyes.“I swear. Damn it! So much for being a good boy by apologizing. My left palm is totally damaged. Your bones aren't like that of a woman at all, you broke my bones. Aish! I won't be able to shoot or fight tomorrow.” Sea
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system What's that sound?
Anthony chuckled at her words and shut her mouth with a kiss.“I'm seriously honey, I don't want anything that would impact your health. You know that I can't….” Annabelle began to say with a hint of worry in her eyes. She suddenly cut herself off and bit her lips, as if trying to hold back whatever that was at the tip of her tongue.“You can't what?” Anthony whispered, licking her neck and ears. Annabelle blushed and kept quiet, refusing to complete her sentence.“You can't live without me? Or you can't bear to see me hurt again? Which one is it, it's probably the first, right?” Anthony teased, caressing her face. She blushed and tried to avoid his eyes, making him chuckle.“Little liar, you can live without me. No one dies because someone else died, life goes on. Besides, your mother is still in Seattle, waiting nearly a year to see you. If I die, you will definitely miss me so much that you will feel as if you're going crazy, but that doesn't mean you would want to die with me.” He
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Superficial love
Sean chuckled and pinched her cheeks.“What sounds are you talking about?” He asked, feigning ignorance. He sneakily laid down a sound isolation formation in the area to prevent the sounds from further filtering into the area where they were sitting.“I meant those sounds coming from the other corridor. It seems like big sister's voice. What's going on? Should we go check?” Lynda whispered, trying to stand up.Sean quickly pulled her back into his arms.“What are you going to check when she's right there with brother An? There's nothing that could go wrong with them together. Don't be ridiculous, your big brother is very strong, he can't get hurt that easily. Besides, are you still hearing the sounds? It was probably a temporal something.” He whispered, caressing her waist region.“You must have done something to cut off the sounds. The sounds were filtering in clearly till a while ago, but they suddenly got cut off. You're the one that did something, isn't it?” Lynda asked, turning t
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Possessive female Casanova
Sean chuckled coldly, and scoffed at her.“You pretend to love her more than anything else, but you don't. You always jump to defend her, and hug her, making her see you as her innocent little sister. But you're jealous of her. You don't love her as much as she loves you. She has never tried to take Anthony away from your side, but you hate it when they spend time together. She could have ordered him to stay away from you, but she never did, because she's the type that wants everyone around her to be happy. While you often act like a brat when it comes to such matters, rather than being open minded and liberal. If you really value her happiness, you wouldn't be angry that they're together. The same way you enjoy being with him, and making out with me is the same way she loves being in his arms. She has missed him for so long, in addition to the times she anxiously waited for him to wake up. How about the times she ran around, cleaning up and cooking like a servant while we stayed with
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Lynda sighed again and hugged the sheets, thinking deep and hard. Soon Sean heard her sniffing again, making him alarmed.He turned to her and leaned on his elbows to support his head while watching her. Unable to bear her heartbreaking whimpers anymore, he pulled her into his arms and began to cuddle her, whispering sweet words of comfort to her ears.“Please don't cry my love, my angel. Don't ruin your beautiful face by crying, alright? You know I love you, right? I was only trying to let you see the truth. You know I will never try to hurt you, baby. You just needed to hear that, and I'm sorry for being harsh on you. Don't cry, alright? We can do whatever you want, just don't cry.” Sean whispered, wiping her tearful face with his palm.She continued to whimper, hiding her face in Sean's chest.“Stop crying, what do you want? If you continue crying, you know how ugly you're going to look like. Are you trying to turn to that again?” Sean whispered in exasperation, pulling back to loo
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Mo Lan’s pale, sweaty face was the first Aryan saw the moment he regained consciousness. A wide smile broke on his face as Mo Lan hugged him crying. “It's so good to finally see your face, the soul mate that lighted the beacon, guiding me out of darkness. Has the rest left the mystic lands?” Aryan whispered, rubbing his back. “Big brother, we have a lot to say to each other, but we only have two minutes left, let's go.” Anthony shouted, making him notice the other two. Anthony quickly carried up Aryan while Mo Lan grabbed Annabelle, quickly racing to the front porch. They met an open space craft, making them surprised. “Hurry up!” Sean shouted, coming out from the vehicle. “Why are you still here?” Aryan whispered in surprise. Anthony and Mo Lan staying back was no surprise due to their bond. But Kaiser and Sean staying back was a mystery. “How can we leave our brothers to weather storms alone? Lynda is leading the rest away. Ryan, Aria, Jasmine and Angel are in the other vehic
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“Why do you keep avoiding my eyes? Look at me! I need you to pay attention if we're to succeed.” Mo Lan snapped impatiently, making Annabelle jump in fright. She had thought that Mo Lan would stalk away after she gave in to her baser instincts and slapped him. But surprisingly, he endured it and told her to get dressed. He had taken her to the mountain, explaining the principles of law formations and stopping at intervals on places with stronger law activities to cultivate and gain deeper understanding on the principles behind their formations and functions. When they got up the mountain, he had taken her on a hands-on combat training class, but she never seemed to fully concentrate, wondering why he was still helping her. “Fine, sit cross legged, let's start dual cultivation and attempt a breakthrough. But before then, I will set a formation around this mountain to prevent your aura and heavenly manifestations from reflecting when you eventually break through.”“Why are you so sur
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It was exactly 12 a.m when Mo Lan creeped into Annabelle’s room again and locked the door. He had met Jasmine in the pool while cultivating earlier that evening leading to an unpleasant encounter. He had thought that everyone was still celebrating Ryan and left to cultivate after taking care of Aryan. He had packed the treasure’s milky drops that were collected in the container and replaced it with a new container after stashing away the initial one.Mo Lan had stripped down to his birthday suit and gotten into the pool, only to notice a movement. He teleported to the spot and caught Jasmine trying to crawl away. And all her tearful explanations about how she had been there before him couldn't save her from the tongue lashing he dosed out on her. After such an unpleasant experience, common sense dictates that he takes a bath and sleeps to unwind. But of course, Mo Lan had never been one to follow common sense. He had continued his bone crushing exercises to train, before going on to
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The loud cheers he heard downstairs for dinner made him frown. Why were they cheering so much, even if someone broke through, what was the big deal about it? Weren't they breaking through every other day? Literally, since they arrived, there has been someone breaking through every three days or less. So why was this one special? Or has Anthony reached the god realm? That must be it! ‘Oh no, I forgot to tell him the matter about superior god laws. Breaking through in a lower realm ain't good, the space laws will encumber him the moment we leave here.’ Mo Lan muttered and quickly rushed down to the dining room where the commotion was coming from. Everyone was circling Ryan and Angel was jumping up and down. “Ryan, didn't I tell you to…” He began to say angrily, thinking that Ryan disobeyed him and used the treasures to keep forcing a breakthrough to the saint or demi god realm. “Big brother, big brother.” Ryan whispered in a tearful voice and threw himself into Mo Lan's arms, huggin
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Mo Lan went down on his knees before Annabelle the moment he came into the cultivation room. She was sitting cross legged, with eyes closed, churning the energy she received to incorporate it to her own body. Soon, the timer went off and the spiritual energy beams from the aura gathering formation receded. She opened her eyes and exhaled stale air filled with impurities. “Anna, come and eat. I made your favorite beef and chicken stew with rice. There is also a jug of immortal fruit juice to refresh your body and release more energy.” He whispered with a smile and knelt before her, setting out her meals. She smiled at him, watching him serve her. “Our Mo Lan now cooks dishes that are more tasty than mine. He's all grown up now.” She whispered, shutting her eyes as she savored the dishes. “Don't tempt me now. You won't like the results.” Mo Lan whispered, his voice deep as he watched her lick her lips. “You're the one misunderstanding my actions. Or do you plan to throw around the
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“Ryan, come into the lab once you're done eating. It's time to repair your leg and get you new ones.” Anthony said, making Ryan's chopsticks halt halfway to his mouth. “Are you serious?” He whispered, his heartbeat accelerated at the thought that he could finally regain the use of both feet, instead of drifting around on one. “Of course, will this big brother lie to you? The drafts are ready and I spent all morning getting it ready before I went for the morning exercises. Besides, that treasure Mo Lan spoke about, I went to check it out last night and saw that a milky drop of liquid was forming at a point. So, I placed a collecting container in the space where it was meant to fall into. When I checked this morning, around two drops had dropped into the container. Although it's two drops, the life energy was incredibly thick and has the ability to regenerate body parts. Although I wanted to use it for Aryan, I think yours cannot wait. There are other methods to help Aryan, but thi
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“How come I have never seen Annabelle today? She's not even in her room. Has anyone seen her?” Anthony asked, walking into the dining room. He had just returned from the miracle pool where he went for his morning meditation and realized that Annabelle was still nowhere to be seen. “Who exactly do you expect to answer that question? If you don't know where she is, who should?” Mo Lan asked harshly, and walked past him carrying a heavy tray laden with various aromatic dishes. Anthony frowned and turned to him, looking surprised. “Mo Lan, you have been getting more and more sassy nowadays. Now you even talk back to me of all people; your big brother.” “Big brother, my ass. Have you seen how tired and sick she looks? Yet she fucking smiles for everyone. She's exhausted but wouldn't take a break till I offered to make the dishes for today. If you're going to turn her into a slave, working even when she's exhausted, then you shouldn't have made her believe that lie you told her. Y
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“Really? How come I never remember calling you mom? The only one I remember is in Seattle waiting for us since we left years ago. I can call you mom though, but that's under special conditions, with you in my arms. Mommy, I want some milk. Is it that kind of mommy?” He asked and bit his lips, enjoying her horrified expression. “Mo Lan, when did you get so rotten and raw? Who the fuck are you? Because the person before me ain't my Mo Lan. Mo. Lan, even if I'm too young to be your mother, you're still my son. You're the son of my heart.” Annabelle whispered, and took a step away from him “Really? Since you want to be my mom so bad, I agree. I also want to know what those step mother and son movies feel like in real life. We should experiment and see what it feels like to love someone you consider your son in a romantic way? Do you want to call me baby too? Mommy, if you're happy with that big dick brother of mine, I will keep my paws off you. But he leaves you lonely, horny, and feeli