Chapter 882: Chapter 882: Itai Huntington’s Heartbreak Chapter 882: Chapter 882: Itai Huntington’s Heartbreak Peeling apples was one of Julius Reed’s favorite activities.
Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he often found himself bored to the extre.
He inevitably looked for so fun to pass the ti.
Ti is the scarcest resource for everyone.
Maybe so people own trillions of dollars, but no one can escape the cycle of reincarnation, nor evade aging, sickness, and death.
Julius Reed was the exception.
For him, ti was torture.
It was day after day, year after year of tornt.
He wasn’t even clear why he had managed to live until now.
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He had witnessed this world undergoing earth-shattering changes.
From the great wars of ancient tis to today’s new millennium.
Whenever sothing significant happened, Julius Reed would always join the crowd.
He found a quiet corner, peeled an apple, and watched the spectacle unfold.
It was not until five hundred years ago that he began investigating the reason for his immortality.
Why, among countless people in the world, was he able to live forever?
Buzz!
Thinking about this, his brain throbbed painfully!
Fragnts of mories began to erge.
Julius Reed gasped, his expression sowhat fierce.
Pain!
His head felt as if it was about to explode!
“Julius, are you alright?”
Quella Radcliffe, seeing him like that, hurried over and asked with concern.
“I’m fine…”
Julius sat on the couch, still clutching that apple.
The pain eased slightly.
Whenever he recalled certain things, his brain would throb painfully.
“That dagger…”
Just then, Itai Huntington pointed to the dagger in Julius’s hand, her face full of panic, “Can I…
can I take a look at it…”
Her lips were pale, her eyes extrely complicated.
It was as if she had seen sothing terrifying.
“You recognize it?”
Julius took a deep breath and tried to calm his chaotic mind.
Then he bit fiercely into his apple and handed the dagger to Itai Huntington.
The dagger was one he had arranged to be stolen from Armin Levis Corporation and had personally verified it was indeed used by Isabella Warm in the past.
The gem on it was unique.
After all, among the four maids, Isabella Warm was the one he liked and doted on the most.
She was always the first to receive any good thing.
“Phew!”
Clutching the half-eaten apple, Julius leaned back on the couch with his legs crossed.
“Thank you…”
Itai Huntington took the dagger, looking at it with care.
Yet her body continued to tremble.
“You’ve seen it?”
Julius asked curiously.
Itai Huntington was very strong-willed, seldom losing composure unless she faced sothing truly exceptional.
Like now, it was very likely the dagger had triggered so painful mories for her.
“Back then…”
Gently touching the gem on the dagger, Itai Huntington slowly drew it out…
“Back then, my mother was killed by this very dagger.”
As she spoke, her hand gripping the dagger trembled nonstop.
From the corner of her eyes, tears instantly slid down.
“What did you say?”
Julius stopped the half-eaten apple at his lips, his brow furrowing slightly.
“Back then, my mother was killed by this very dagger.”
Itai Huntington said with tearful eyes, “Even if I die, I will never forget it!”
Back then.
She and her mother were sched out of the Huntington family by Darrell Huntington and left to wander the streets.
Facing harassnt from Vance Huntington’s new woman and dealing with their daily sustenance.
The worst part was that they didn’t have a single penny on them.
At that ti, the Huntington family wanted to teach the mother and daughter a lesson, hinting to a group of young n in the capital to follow them.
No one was allowed to approach them, no one was allowed to give alms.
In this way, they were made to live on the streets of the capital, enduring the elents for three days and nights.
“The reason Darrell Huntington drove my mother and out of the Huntington family was that he falsely accused my mother of stealing this dagger,”
Itai Huntington sneered, staring at the exceedingly sharp dagger in her hand, her eyes filled with hatred.
“In the end, to let survive, my mother committed suicide with this dagger!”
She slowly closed her eyes and burst into tears.
“When Darrell Huntington first pressed this dagger into my mother’s hand, he never intended for her to live!”
Clang.
The dagger fell to the ground.
“Even if I die, I will never forget what this dagger looks like!
Three days and nights!
My mother held it for three days and nights until, thinking I was asleep, she killed herself and I discovered Darrell Huntington’s intention behind leaving this dagger!”
Itai Huntington shouted with all her might, “When I woke up, I found my mother’s body already stiff.
Blood…there was blood everywhere.
She was looking at , her eyes not even closed!”
“My only family, I was desperate!
My heart, in agony…”
She trembled and clutched her chest, “If not for my desire to take revenge, to rightfully place my mother’s morial tablet in the Huntington family shrine, I would never have survived until today!”
The scars of the past, the shadows in her heart!
Pain!
Assaulted her once more!
Scene after scene made this woman, who sotis appeared as cold as ice and sotis as passionate as fire, completely break down.
In the end, she was just a woman.
When vulnerable, she couldn’t bear and endure so much.
“Are you sure this dagger was the one your mother used to kill herself?”
Julius Reed threw half an apple on the coffee table and half knelt in front of Itai Huntington.
“Julius, let her rest for a bit, stop asking for now,”
Quella Radcliffe stood by, unsure how to begin to console.
She was also a woman and could feel Itai Huntington’s despair at that mont.
No matter whether one cared for Julius Reed or whether she had issues with Itai Huntington,
at that mont, Quella Radcliffe walked over and hugged her.
“We’re here too,”
she whispered gently.
“Mmh.”
Itai Huntington leaned into Quella Radcliffe’s embrace, tears streaming down like a fountain.
“The dagger…
there’s no mistake…”
She sobbed, opening her tear-stained eyes, “I held it in my hands then, I wouldn’t miss any detail.”
After her mother’s suicide, she held this dagger, sitting dazed on the street.
Three hours later,
people from the Huntington family ca and took the dagger away.
At the sa ti, they publicly announced that Vance Huntington’s wife had colluded with outsiders to steal a treasured family heirloom and had committed suicide on the street out of guilt.
“I need to step out,”
Nelson stood up, his face stern.
“Co back!”
Julius Reed inwardly sensed trouble.
The people of Azure Mountain were known for their fiery temper, and usually resorted to actions rather than words.
But Nelson, as if he hadn’t heard Julius Reed, strode towards the door.
A presence of deadly intent surrounded him!
“I said stop!”
Julius Reed stood up and walked directly toward him.
With his right hand, he made a sudden grab.
Whoosh!
Nelson, who was still walking, suddenly turned around and threw a punch!
The room fell into utter silence.
Including Itai Huntington, everyone’s eyes were rigidly fixed on the two.
Unsure of what they were getting into.
“I will help her take revenge, don’t make it worse,”
Julius Reed said gravely.
“You promise!”
Nelson fixed his eyes sharply on Julius Reed’s face.
His anger was palpable!
At that mont, he transford from a polite twin-tailed girl into a rampaging Lolita.
“I promise!”
Julius Reed took a deep breath and slowly said, “I promise to make Itai Huntington walk openly into the Huntington ho, and place her mother’s morial tablet in the very center of the Huntington family shrine.”
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