Chapter 52: The Shadow in the Livestream and the Truth of the Virus

The two figures from Amethyst and the Treasure Group disappeared into the night, swallowed by the shadows of the Peyton estate's ancient trees. Inside the drawing-room, the air remained thick with tension. Old Man Peyton and his son, Arthur, stood frozen, their minds still reeling from the audacious offer and the chilling implication behind Caspian’s final words. “The scavengers have started to gather.” The phrase echoed in the silent room, carrying the weight of ages. It wasn't a prophecy;...