Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 1516

Chapter 1516:

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Surrounding the old woman were countless crimson snakes, poised and vigilant, as if protecting their mistress. Nicole realized that any sudden movement would only draw their wrath, signaling her own fate in the process.

In the midst of her despair, a voice broke the silence. “Boss, please, you've had enough. “You mustn’t drink any more.” It was the witch dressed in red, whom Nicole recognized as her captor.

Before Nicole's eyes, the old woman, whom she addressed as the boss, dismissed the red-clad witch with a casual wave of her hand, causing her to fall across the room with a sickening thud.

“Ugh!” The red-robbed witch spit out a mouthful of blood, only to have the eager snakes descend upon her hungrily, gobbling her up as if they were starving.

The repulsive sight of the writhing, feasting snakes sent shivers down Nicole's spine and made her stomach turn with disgust.

Clutching her chest in pain, the red-robed witch knelt down once more, her voice trembling. She pleaded, “Forgive me, Chief. It's becoming increasingly difficult to obtain suitable offerings lately. “We must be prudent to ensure a steady supply.”

In response, the old woman, known as the boss, callously disposed of her current victim and snapped impatiently, “You are worthless! Your incompetence has led to a shortage of suitable offerings. They are so fragile that they need days to recover after a single meal. When will they be ready for the ceremony?”

The mention of the ceremony instantly caught Nicole's attention, and she realized that this must be the same event she had heard about earlier, no doubt connected to her destiny. With bated breath, she strained to catch every word, sensing that her fate hung in the balance.

The red-robed witch replied confidently, “Boss, after administering another dose of the parasitic medicine tomorrow, that woman’s body will be completely restored. “We can proceed with the ceremony in three days at the earliest.”

“Three days…” the old woman muttered, considering the time frame. “Very well, keep these offerings. Once I transfer the bodies, I will need them to maintain my youthful appearance.”

“Understood!” The red-robbed witch bowed her head obediently.

“Good. Now, escort offering this and administer the usual parasitic medicine to aid his recovery. “I need more blood from it,” the old woman ordered.

“Okay. “I’ll take care of it immediately,” the red-robed witch replied, leading the weakened victim out of the room.

As the red-clad witch approached the door, Nicole's heart raced in fear as she realized she was about to be discovered. Hastily, she pressed herself against the wall, but her foot accidentally crunched on a pile of dry leaves, giving away her presence.

"Who's there?"

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