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Chapter 411

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvene became irrigurd Whare this happy asion! It looks like you all are taking it very seriously.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sheldon pointed toward one of the houses and quietly said, “Se that one? That’s my uncle’s house. In three days, my cousin Navian is going to many Bonnie, the special woman from Dungi Vige</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“t’s going to be the grandest wedding in our vige. The whole vige is looking forward to this day</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette raised an eyebrow, clearly interested. “The special woma</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sheldon, noticing that Martin was intrigued by this topic, was pleased.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He quickly exined to Yvette. “Bonnie is the guardian goddess of Dungo Vige. Every few years, she has to marry a man chosen from the vige, and Xavian was recently selected. If you’re interested, you can stay here in the vige.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Normally, outsiders aren’t allowed to attend the wedding, but since you’re my friend, I can talk to my father. He’ll probably agree.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sheldon wasn’t hiding his thoughts anymore. Now that Yvette was in Dungo Vige, he had plenty of time and opportunities to win her over. There was no rush. His n was to keep Yvette here first.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette nodded. “Alright.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sheldon, already used to her cold manner, nodded back. He said kindly, “I’ll go make arrangements. Let’se back to my ce.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The Jacobs residence had a typical medieval style of decor, luxurious and exuding an ancient charm.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As soon as Sheldon entered, a man in a gray suit, Gideon, stepped out. “Mr. Jacobs, wee back.”</font></font>N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Gideon’s gaze shifted to Yvette, his frown deepening as he eyed her with a look of suspicion and some distaste.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">‘Has Mr. Jacobs lost his mind? Doesn’t he know that women always bring trouble? A beautiful woman is nothing but a disaster. If this keeps up, Mr. Jacobs will surely meet his end because of a woman,‘ he wondered.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette nced at him, her gaze indifferent. With both hands in her pockets, she raised an eyebrow, her expression showing a hint of rebelliousness.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Gideon hesitated. “Sheldon, Mr. Jacobs is asking for you. I’ll arrange a room for thisdy.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Clearly, Gideon had handled such situations many times before. Sheldon nodded in satisfaction. “Thank you, Gideon. Please make sure Ms. Zeller is well taken care of. She’s an important guest of mine.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Turning to Yvette, Sheldon spoke gently. “Ms. Zeller, please rest for now. I have something to take care of.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Yvette nodded in acknowledgment, her hands still in her pockets, her eyes cold. Her sleeves were rolled up slightly, revealing her slender, smooth wrists. She didn’t say anything.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Gideon’s dissatisfaction was evident as he thought, ‘What an arrogant woman. How dare she be so disrespectful to Mr. Jacobs!’</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After Sheldon left, Gideon coldly addressed Yvette. “Ms. Zeller, follow me. Your room is on the left.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As they walked, Gideon casually asked her questions, to which Yvette responded.</font></font>


    At the door of her room, Gideon spread his hands. “Ms. Zeller, this is your room. I won’t disturb you any longer.”


    “Thank you,” Yvette and sonly, then turned to close the door. Their eyes met, and Gideon’s gaze darkened with a sh of malice. Does he want to kill met she thought.


    After the door closed, Gideon stood for a moment before turning to leave. It doesn’t matter what kind of woman she is. In the end, she’s just fertilizer. Nothing worth paying attention to be wondered.


    In the study. Sheldon straightened his clothes and knocked on the door. After hearing the invitation to enter, he pushed the door open and stepped inside. He walked toward the man sitting at the desk.


    Gideon bowed respectfully. “Dad, you’re back from South East Aploth?


    Sheldon’s father, Holden Jacobs, was fifty–five years old. He had been the leader of Dungo Vige for thirty years, and his power was absolute. No one dared defy him. The vigers treated him with the utmost respect.


    Holden’s face was lined with deep wrinkles, and his narrowed eyes gave him a stern appearance. Sheldon resembled him quite a bit. It was clear that they were father and son.


    Holden put down what he was holding and looked at Sheldon with a cold expression. “You brought back another woman?”


    Sheldon knew he couldn’t hide anything from his father, so he spoke honestly. “Yeah, Dad, she’s incredibly beautiful. I fell for her the moment I saw her.


    “But rx. She’s just a silly woman who loves money. Once I’m done with her, I’ll have her serve as fertilizer for the little ones. Don’t worry about it.”


    Holden knew Sheldon’s ways. After all these years, his weakness for women was no secret. He couldn’t live without them. Nodding dismissively, Holden thought little of it. Sheldon had fallen for countless women over the years. It was nothing new.


    “Just keep a low profile,” Holden warned. “In three days, it’ll be Xavian’s wedding with Bonnie. You’ll need to lend a hand. Bonnie’s been making trouble, refusing to eat in protest.


    “Do whatever it takes to stop her from causing any more problems. She can’t be allowed to stir things up before the next special womanes along.”


    Sheldon nodded, then spat on the ground in disdain. “Dad, Bonnie’s just out of her mind. She thinks a bit of schooling means she can escape Dungo Vige, utterly delusional.


    “If it weren’t for her special role, I would have killed her by now and tossed her into Deathworm Hell.”


    Holden’s expression darkened, his tone stern. “Watch your mouth! Do you think you can throw around talk about Deathworm Hell like that? Keep that ce a secret from outsiders, or you can pack up and leave Dungo Vige for good.” Seeing Holden’s anger, Sheldon immediately backtracked. “I’m sorry, Dad. I was wrong. Please, don’t be angry.”


    With an annoyed wave, Holden dismissed him. “Get out of here. Stop making trouble and keep an eye on that woman you brought in.”


    Sheldon nodded, mumbling, “Yes, Dad. I’ll head out now. Just get back to your work.”


    After Sheldon left, Holden’s expression grew pensive as he gazed thoughtfully toward the bookshelf.


    At the westernmost house in Dungo Vige, the door opened, revealing Bonnie dressed in wrinkled clothes that she had clearly been wearing for days. She sat motionless on the bed, her eyes dull and unfocused, and a cold, untouched meal sitting on the table.


    The woman who entered nced at Bonnie, her eyes flickering briefly before she turned to close the door.


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    For a moment, a fock of confer shed in Jade’s eyes. After a silence, under Bonnie’s hopeful gree, Janies thank her head and took Bonnie’s hund gently


    Janice persuaded “Bon, you’re the special woman. It’s been your destiny since the day you were born. You can’t escape it You know what Holden’s temper is like. If you keep this up, and he truly gets angry, the consequences could be disastrous. “Really, is Xavian that bad? Marrying him could bring you happiness, respect, and admiration in Dungo Vige Isn’t that


    Bonnie weakly pulled her hand away, looking up. “Janice, did you call Yvette with the number I gave your
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