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Chapter 560

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The wind howled in their ears as waves around them suddenly receded.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In an instant, the lotus flower was right in front of them.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany reached out without hesitation.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I got it!” she eximed.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As soon as the herb was in her grasp, the tide surged, and the entire ind was swallowed by water. The waves rose higher, threatening to engulf everything.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard quickly flew back to the yacht with Tiffany.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Miraculously, they weren’t even damp.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany carefully ced the herb into a box she had prepared. Then, ncing at the restless waves below, she frowned. “This doesn’t feel right. Is it about to rain?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard nodded. “We need to leave now.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The sea was unpredictable, and with storms and tornadoes in the mix, it could turn deadly in an instant.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard led Tiffany to the yacht’s control room, pressed a few buttons, and the vessel sped away.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Not long after, heavy rain poured down in torrents.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Just our luck,” Tiffany muttered, ncing at Richard. She noticed his calm expression as he steered the yacht. His eyes held steady confidence, no trace of worry or panic.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard’sposure put Tiffany at ease.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As they moved through the dark waters, a massive vortex formed behind them. The swirling winds and waves drew closer but Richard only gave it a passing nce. A glimmer of dark light shed in his eyes.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Momentster, the winds shifted. The towering waves turned away, as if repelled.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany let out a relieved sigh.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Once they left the area, the sea calmed, but the darkness lingered. The surrounding waters were pitch–ck, with nothing visible in any direction.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard took Tiffany’s hand gently, saying, “Get some rest. We’ll be there when you wake up.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay.” Tiffany yawned, setting up a seat nearby. Instead of heading upstairs, she curled up on the chair and closed her eyes. With Richard beside her, she feltpletely safe.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Tiffany woke up, daylight was streaming in.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany rubbed her eyes and noticed the yacht slowing to a stop by the shore. “Oh, we’re here already? That felt faster than the trip out.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard chuckled and stepped off the yacht with her. They didn’t waste any time and headed straight for the royal pce.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The journey was smooth, and soon they were standing in the king’s chambers. Tiffany turned to Jeremy and asked, “How is Grandpa?”</font></font>This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“He’s the same,” Jeremy Teplied. “But he hasn’t woken up since he coughed up blood.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jeremy’s eyes flickered to the box in Tiffany’s hands, his expression shifting to surprise and relief. “Is that the Blood Lotus?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany nodded. “Yes. Tell everyone to leave the room.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jeremyplied, ushering out the servants and doctors. However, an elderly doctor, Ewan Davies, refused to move.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m not leaving!” Ewan dered. He remembered it was this same girl who caused the king to throw up blood. Ewan refused to allow this girl to harm the king again..</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jeremy’s voice hardened. “Leave, or I’ll make you.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“No!” Ewan insisted. “I’ve always treated His Majesty. If anyone should leave, it’s her!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Before Jeremy could argue, Tiffany interrupted calmly. “It’s fine. Let him stay.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She didn’t want to waste energy debating.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">But Richard wasn’t as forgiving. His expression turned cold as he eyed Ewan. “Hm?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">That single sound carried an icy weight, and Ewan stiffened, not understanding why a noble like Jeremy and Richard would protect Tiffany.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Just as Ewan was about to retort, Richard smiled coldly. “Who are you to speak to my wife like that?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sweat trickled down Ewan’s back. “I didn’t mean any disrespect.” Ewan stammered, but by then, the doors had closed, and Tiffany had already approached the bed.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard shot Ewan a look, signaling for him to shut up, which Ewan did without question. Ewan didn’t dare to go against Richard.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany opened a cloth bag and carefully removed silver needles. Focusing intently, she began acupuncture on the Azure Sea King, following the meridians on his head.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The sleeping man frowned, his face tightening in difort. Ewan watched disapprovingly but said nothing, silenced by Richard’s looming presence.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After a while, Tiffany took out the Blood Lotus. She squeezed a petal to extract its juice, dripping it onto the needles and feeding the rest to the king.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In moments, the rare herb waspletely used up.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Once the herb’s juices were absorbed, Tiffany removed the needles.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany sat back, tapping her fingers lightly on the bed frame in a rhythmic pattern. The soft sound filled the silent room.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ewan frowned, thinking, “This girl doesn’t know what she’s doing. She’s just showing off because Mr. Hampton is here!</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The tapping didn’t stop. Its steady rhythm seemed almost hypnotic, lulling Ewan into a drowsy sleep.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany’s voice broke the silence, low and soothing. “Forget whatever troubled you before. It’s time to wake up.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The words floated through the air like a gentle spell.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Only Richard and Jeremy remained unaffected, their sharp eyes observing everything. Richard leaned against the wall, his gaze never leaving Tiffany.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard thought to himself, ‘My wife is amazing. Not just beautiful, but brilliant at everything she does!‘</font></font>
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