Chapter 485: Unless I Die

“Young master, let Miss Hart go. Even if you can keep her, you can’t keep her heart; it belongs to someone else,” Peterson and Ray pleaded, seeing the blood gushing from Elvis’s mouth. They knew their young master wouldn’t relinquish her. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead; his eyes were red, and he looked terrible, like a wild beast. Yet, he took a deep breath, refusing to surrender his love.

“Stay away!” Elvis pushed them aside and struggled to rise, exhausted from the three blows he’d taken. Seriously injured, he repeatedly failed to stand, experiencing the worst and most humiliating moment of his life. Gritting his teeth, he finally managed to stand, wiped the blood from his lips, and slowly, steadily approached Derrick Domino again.

Olive heard footsteps and stopped, turning to face Elvis. “Elvis, what do you want? You’re incredibly annoying, following me like this!” she said, her voice clear and dismissive.

He stood before her. She shielded Derrick with her arm, her bright eyes glittering with an indifference and boredom that replaced their former softness and cheer. Elvis's hands clenched into fists. “Get out of the way! This is a man’s fight, and I won’t let him take you,” he said, knowing he was no match for Derrick, but determined to prevent him from taking Olive away.

“Elvis, what will it take for you to let go?”

“Unless I die!” he spat out the words.

Olive’s heart pounded. Tears welled in her eyes as she lowered her lashes.

“Olive,” Elvis said, his voice deep, “what can I do to make you stay?”

“Unless…you and Crystal never slept together,” she replied, trying to hold back her tears. She used this lie to force his surrender.

A flicker crossed Elvis’s bloodshot eyes. He nodded. “Okay.”

“Okay?” Derrick murmured, “Olive, it’s time to go.”

Olive glanced at Elvis before turning to leave. “Olive!” Elvis stopped her. “I’ll let you go with Derrick today, but nothing must happen. Don’t test my limits, or I don’t know what I’ll do. And don’t lie to me about what you just said!” His blood-red eyes blazed with terrifying intensity, tinged with a chilling bloodlust.

Olive didn’t look back as she joined Derrick.

Logan stared at Derrick in surprise. “Seventh Young Master? You’re Joyce Brown’s last true disciple?”

Derrick addressed Logan. “Mr. Theodore, my master was engaged to you, but the engagement was annulled. She said you fell in love with her at first sight, captivated by her beauty. Unfortunately, you didn’t meet her standards for a husband. Her standards were always clear: handsome.” Derrick’s gaze fell on Damien’s face. “Look, Mr. Theodore, this is the man she chose.”

Logan: “…”

Damien’s forehead twitched.

Alpha stepped forward. “Seventh Young Master, I finally meet you.”

Derrick smiled slightly. “Mr. Augustine, my master said you were the most amorous, but also the dumbest, man she ever knew.”

“Mr. Augustine, I know what you want to ask. My master instructed me to tell you: Anabelle was taken by her and won’t be returned. Forget Anabelle; you have a homewrecker. You and Lily Midas are a perfect match.”

Damien frowned, looking at Olive. “Olive, come home with Dad.”

Derrick smiled. “Mr. Robert, you were lucky to be chosen by my master, but Olive is her daughter, and you only contributed the sperm. Keep your hands off her. She knew you had hundreds of millions waiting for Olive to inherit, but Olive was born to inherit a throne.”

Alpha, Damien, and Logan were speechless, their faces grim. They’d searched for Joyce Brown for years, never imagining she’d leave them a message like this. Derrick put his arm around Olive’s shoulder. “Olive, let’s go.”

Damien, Alpha, and Logan stepped forward. “Seventh Young Master, I’m afraid you can’t leave so easily.”

“This forbidden land is my master’s territory. Leave now,” Derrick retorted, leaping into the air with Olive in his arms, disappearing into the night.

“Sir, should we follow them?” their subordinates asked.

Before Damien and Alpha could answer, Logan urged, “Don’t chase! Let’s leave. The darkness is closing in.” They fled, returning to Greenland. Damien and Alpha looked up to see the encroaching night, a giant abyss with a mysterious power that threatened to swallow them whole.

Olive arrived at Derrick Domino’s magnificent palace. After the maid cleaned their room, Olive stood before the window, looking at Derrick. “Derrick, it’s really you. You hid well.”