Yet Bound After Rebirth Chapter 58
Posted on February 07, 2025 · 1 mins read
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Chapter 58

Dorian didn't notice the sudden, thunderous crash outside the window, followed by a bolt of golden lightning that shattered the glass and surged into the room. Odalys, however, noticed Percival's brow furrow in concentration. She quickly drew a talisman and tossed it into the bathtub, directing the lightning into the water. Percival's tall form was soon enveloped in a bloody haze as the talisman hit the water, creating a mist that filled the bathroom, wrapping both him and her in its ethereal tendrils.

Odalys stood with her hands behind her back, watching Percival through the mist. His skin, once marked by swollen veins, was now forcefully subdued by the golden light from the lightning and the paper charm.

Outside, a tall figure rushed in. Seeing the lightning crack through the window, Orson pushed open the door and entered, stunned by the sight before him. "Holy crap," Orson muttered in disbelief. The scene was so surreal that Orson thought he might be hallucinating. Blood oozed from the side of Percival's neck, but as it spilled, it turned a dark, almost black-red color.

Orson stood behind Odalys, watching as she tossed another paper charm, pressing it onto Percival's neck. The charm melded with his body, and the wound healed instantly. Orson's lips moved, but no sound came out. He stood frozen, completely dumbfounded. He then watched as Odalys leaned forward, her clothes soaked through, and placed her hands on either side of Percival, gazing down at him.

"Thank you," Percival whispered hoarsely in her ear. His warm breath brushed her face, and Odalys looked up, meeting his deep eyes. She noticed the color returning to his once-pale face.

"I just forced the poison out of your system," Odalys murmured softly. "I released some of it to reduce the toxins. That pill I gave you only suppresses it for half a month."

She slowly stood, but Percival's hand shot out, gripping her wrist. His fingers were cool, sending a shiver through her. Percival slowly rose, his wet bathrobe clinging to his toned chest. Bright red water droplets dripped steadily from his body, falling into his robe.

"Why are you holding my hand?" Odalys frowned, a little irritated.

Percival met her gaze and slowly released her wrist. His voice was still rough. "Do you sell your talismans?"

"No," Odalys immediately refused. She didn't spare him another glance as she turned and walked toward the door. Dorian and Orson, who had witnessed everything, stood outside the door, watching her leave with confident strides.

Dorian quickly followed. "Mrs. Stewart, are you hungry? Would you like some late-night snacks?" he asked eagerly. If he hadn't witnessed it firsthand, Dorian wouldn't have believed how powerful a person could be, summoning lightning with a talisman and forcing blood out of Percival. The most unbelievable part was that the wound healed instantly upon application of the talisman.

"No, thanks," Odalys replied, turning to head back to her room.

Later that night:

Odalys drew several talismans in succession. Her energy fading, she quickly collapsed onto her bed, closing her eyes. She grabbed some chocolate and popped it into her mouth.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Percival slowly stepped out of the bathtub. He glanced at the dark red water; then, after a moment of silence, he spoke hoarsely. "Did you see everything?"

"Yes," Orson replied, his face filled with excitement. This was his first time witnessing such a miraculous healing.

"Let me see your wound," Orson said, tilting his head to inspect Percival's neck. He found that the wound had completely healed. He couldn't help but reach out and touch it, asking, "Does it hurt?"

Percival ignored him and ushered him out. After a quick shower, he changed into a fresh bathrobe and walked toward the door.

Orson, having inspected Percival's condition, noticed his furrowed brows slowly relax. "It really has improved a lot," he said. "Before, your body was nearly falling apart. After her acupuncture, the poison was suppressed. Now, after she bled you out, your pulse has gotten much stronger. She really cleared out a lot of the poison. With her method, you probably have a good chance of surviving. But what medicine did she use?"

Percival handed over the list of items she had requested. Orson took it, scratching his head. "This doesn't make sense. These are all medicinal herbs, but there's no mention of a catalyst. What kind of catalyst did she use to draw out the poison?" he muttered. He was a medical fanatic, and this question greatly excited him.

"I don't know," Percival replied in a low voice. "She didn't ask me for anything, and from the moment she got off the boat until we got home, she didn't buy anything."

Orson slumped onto the couch, rubbing his chin. "If she didn't buy anything, then she must have found it on the island. I'm going back to review her variety show," he said, standing quickly and heading for the door.

Not long after, the sound of a car engine starting echoed from downstairs. Percival remained in the room, walking over to the floor-to-ceiling window. He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out at the night. He felt much lighter; the fatigue that had plagued him earlier had faded. Normally, after bloodletting, a person would feel drained and weak, but he felt the opposite.

"What kind of medicine did she give me?" Percival murmured hoarsely.

Before he could say more, there was a knock at the door. Callum entered, holding an iPad. His expression was serious. "Hello, Mr. Stewart," he greeted quietly.

"How is it?" Percival asked in a low voice.

Callum stood respectfully behind him and answered in a hushed tone. "We've gathered evidence. The Bennett family set up a trap for Mrs. Stewart, intending to control her fate. Since she signed with the Bennett Group, their goal has been to squeeze everything they can from her. For some reason, they are obsessively fixated on Sophia. It's as if they'll stop at nothing to keep her close. Sophia wants to take everything that should belong to Mrs. Stewart. The Bennett family members have been doing everything in their power to help her."

Callum's eyes darkened. It was hard to comprehend why the Bennett family would be so ruthless toward their own flesh and blood.

"Look into Sophia's past," Percival said coldly. "Find out where she came from and why the Bennett family adopted her. Also, investigate everyone in the Stewart Villa and see if anyone has ties to the Bennett family."

Callum was taken aback. "Are you suggesting that there's a spy within the Stewart family?"

Percival began, "Why did the Bennett family suddenly bring Odalys back six months ago? What were they really after? They've kept her around, but it doesn't seem like they want her to be the true heiress of the family. The only possible explanation is that they realized that when someone in a prominent family falls ill, they'll seek out ways to resolve the problem. The Bennett family and the Stewart family had a verbal agreement to form a marriage alliance."