Chapter 516

“That’s why all this happened,” Percival analyzed rationally. “Sophia was a chess piece planted in the Bennett family, and the Love Spell was the key to activating it all.”

This was why Odalys kept reminding everyone that the key was the “Love Spell.” The more people cared about it, the more Sophia’s true colors would be revealed.

“I’m glad you believe me,” Odalys relaxed, leaning back against the headboard with a soft laugh. She felt completely relaxed in his presence; she didn’t have to worry about being suspected of insanity or paranoia. It felt good.

“It’s already past five. What would you like for dinner? I’ll make it for you,” Percival glanced at his watch.

Odalys was surprised she had slept so long. She stared in disbelief at her fully charged phone, the screen filled with missed calls, most from unknown numbers. “It’s probably the Bennett family, calling from different lines,” she mused.

“Anything will do. Is Evander back?” Odalys asked. She swung her legs off the bed and jumped up, her feet sinking into the rug. Her pajamas rode up as she stretched, revealing a glimpse of her skin.

Percival’s gaze instantly shifted away. His face flushed. His gaze remained averted as Odalys turned to look at him.

“Why is your face suddenly red?” Odalys asked, her face full of puzzlement. She turned to look at him, only to find Percival walking away.

“Why are you running, Percival? What are you running from?” Odalys said, puzzled. She found it baffling, but her curiosity was fleeting.

He walked out, his back to her, and said, “I’m going…”

She curled up on the sofa with her phone, reading a message from Terrya: “Odalys, I’m on my way.” Selah also sent a message: “Odalys, we’re on our way. Where can we find you?” Francis added, “I’m ready!”

Stellan was the only one who hadn’t sent a message, which made sense since he usually drove everyone home. However, this time, nobody was driving; they were all piled into Stellan’s RV.

“Come to the Stewart Villa!” Odalys tagged them in the group chat and sent the message. Seeing them all send “OK,” she put down her phone and headed to the bathroom for a shower.

As Odalys gazed at her reflection, she sensed her skin becoming increasingly flawless, fragile even. She subconsciously touched her face, then wiped it and walked downstairs. Taking a set of casual clothes from the closet and changing, she walked downstairs in slippers, vaguely hearing Evander and Dorian speaking.

“Mr. Stewart, are you sure you want to make all this fish for Percival? They’re all very nourishing. Is it necessary?” Dorian asked worriedly.

“They haven’t even had their wedding night yet. If he eats too much, he won’t be able to sleep and will suffer from insomnia,” Dorian thought.

“It is necessary. Percival doesn’t even look like a man. He looks abstinent and doesn’t have the same sexual tension as I did when I was young,” Evander said in frustration. He wanted to voice his displeasure at Percival directly. He hadn’t seen Percival suffer from the poison recently, so it seemed he had controlled it. He liked Odalys so much that he hoped Percival and Odalys would sleep together soon. He was disappointed, however, that Percival never made a move, always behaving like “a gentleman.” After being reminded by Clarence, he realized Percival had been replenished too little. “Only when Percival is full of energy can he stimulate his desire for women, and perhaps he will have the idea of pursuing Odalys,” Evander thought. “When he has the idea, he can boldly express his love!”

“But what if Percival is over-replenished?” Dorian worried.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Odalys standing on the stairs, smiling at them. Dorian quickly shut his mouth, covering it guiltily. “I–I’ll take it to the kitchen and make soup,” he stammered, running faster than a rabbit.

Evander stood nervously, avoiding Odalys’s gaze. Her eyes, he felt, were so clear and perceptive that they seemed to read his every thought.

“Ahem,” Evander coughed softly. He put his hands behind his back and seemed to have taken a few steps before remembering something. “Odalys. So you are awake? Come and see what I brought you,” Evander beckoned to her.

Odalys strode toward him and found him handing her a bag. She took it, opened it, and saw the medicine inside. As she was about to take it, she froze.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?” Evander’s expression looked strange when he saw her hand stiffen. Seeing this, he hurried over.

Odalys handed the bag to him. “Evander, I don’t think I need this.”

“What?” Evander took the bag and looked at it.

As Odalys and he examined the bag’s contents, Percival emerged from the kitchen. Seeing them standing in the middle of the living room, frozen as they stared intently at the bag, Percival walked over with a puzzled look.

“What are you looking at?” Percival asked in his magnetic voice.

Evander panicked. His hand trembled, and the bag fell from his grasp. The bag clattered to the floor, scattering medicine everywhere, and one bottle rolled to Percival’s feet.

Percival’s handsome face was filled with confusion. He bent down to pick up the medicine. “Grandpa, are you feeling unwell? What’s wrong? I’ll have Orson come and take a look in a moment.”

After he finished speaking, Orson’s cheerful voice sounded from outside the door. “Who’s not feeling well? I’m here!” Orson rushed in. With his long legs, he strode over to Percival’s side, put his hand on Percival’s shoulder, and looked down. He and Percival looked at the words on the medicine bottle at the same time.

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Chapter 516

“Tonic for sexual vitality?” Orson’s beautiful eyes widened. He thought he had read it wrong, so he snatched it over and took a closer look. He was shocked to see this medicine was indeed a potent tonic for sexual vitality.

“Who needs it? You? Or you?” Orson’s jaw dropped.

Evander stood there, his face flushed. He opened his mouth to explain but stopped when Odalys quietly raised her hand and said, “I think they bought it for me.”

Percival fell silent in shock. His deep black eyes rested thoughtfully on Odalys, who silently reached out and took the medicine bottle from Orson. After glancing at the medicine, she squatted down and picked up the others.

“Folic acid?” Orson muttered.