Paid To Care, Destined To Conquer Novel

Chapter 383 84 55 vouchers That evening, at the international airport lounge, everyone attending the International Herbal Medicine Conference in Tongalia was waiting for their flight. Inside, the place was buzzing with activity. But as soon as Paul, Emily, and Callum, the Penn School crew, showed up, all the chatter in the lounge instantly died. Everyone's eyes locked onto Paul's hand with a strange intensity, as they'd just spotted something out of the ordinary. "Rude!" Emily snapped, her glare sharp as a feisty little firecracker. Even the coffee in her hand gave a little shake.

The others quickly looked away, not daring to stare so blatantly anymore, but the whispers kept buzzing in the background. With Penn School falling out of favor, nobody could even be bothered to get up and greet Paul. They just stayed put, barely acknowledging him. Emily scanned the room, noticed Stella and Sebastian hadn't shown up yet, and gestured toward a quieter corner. She said, "Not many people over there. Let's head over and wait for Stella and Mr. Gray." The moment they plopped down, they immediately understood why nobody wanted this corner.

Right in front of them sat three elderly men in flowing gray hooded robes, trying hard to look mystical and all-knowing behind vintage round shades. They moved in perfect sync: arms folded, eyes shut, pretending to be deep in meditation. But every time their robes shifted, limited-edition hype sneakers peeked out from underneath. Emily said, "Those kicks..." Callum replied, "LV collab, limited edition." He paused, then added, "50 thousand." The real flex was that they were nearly impossible to cop. Even Callum couldn't score a pair.

Suddenly, one elder asked, "Has the Young Sovereign arrived yet?" Another elder replied, "No." The third one suggested, "How about a little match first?" Emily's heart leapt into her throat. She thought, 'Are they really about to start a brawl in the lounge?' 10:38 Thu, Feb 12 Chapter 383 84 55 vouchers The three old guys whipped out their phones, started tapping away like seasoned gamers, and the familiar sound of a mobile game filled the air. Emily was speechless. Callum stared, stunned. "Did you guys hear about this?" A hushed voice floated over from nearby.

Emily stabbed her straw into her drink and leaned in to listen, totally missing how the three old guys across from her paused their game and looked up. Someone said, "The Traditional Medicine Association just had a major reshuffle. All the old-timers got cleaned out, Quincy got bumped down to vice chair, and the old man from the Trent family got promoted straight to chair." Another person asked, "Seriously, how could you not know? It was all over the place!

Any idea what kicked it off?" The first person replied, "The whole thing blew up because the higher-ups put some young girl in charge of leading our team to Tongalia! The old-timers totally lost it and threw a fit, but in the end, they just shot themselves in the foot. Isn't that hilarious?" Emily clicked her tongue. She thought, 'Bet that's Stella's handiwork!' Callum poked Emily's arm. Emily shot him a look and asked, "What?" Callum gave her a meaningful glance. Emily, confused, looked in the direction he was hinting at.

She noticed the three old men's eyes peeking out from behind their round black shades, all locked onto her coffee. They were giving her total puppy-dog eyes. "Is it any good?" Halcyon asked. The three elders' gazes stayed glued to her drink. Emily stammered, "I-it's pretty good." She took a loud slurp. The three elders gulped. They were practically drooling. 10.38 The RO 12 Chapter 3583 Subbenbe the lounge door swung open All conversation stopped Everyone instinctively turned to look at the entrance. But they didn't see anyone. Their eyes dropped.

There it was Lucas, standing right at the entrance. แรบบ 55 vouchers Even with his soft, pale face looking as chilly as a tiny ice sculpture, the way he was perched on that little shark suitcase too cute for words And that little shark hat on his head? Cuteness overload. And that little shark water bottle slung over his shoulder? Too cute for words, He was so cute. Except for that plain plant he was hugging. Right behind him. Stella strolled over with one hand stuffed in her pocket, propping herself up on the handle of the little shark suitcase.

She'd swapped out her school uniform for a simple black shirt and jeans, her wavy hair tumbling down her back, and a loose string of beads dangling from her wrist. She looked completely chill, not a trace of emotion showing on her face. "Stella- Emily called out, her eyes lighting up with surprise. She was just about to stand when something zipped right past her nose. Emily blinked, totally baffled. She thought, What the heck just flew by?' Three figures darted right up to Stella, almost out of nowhere. Lucas blinked, stunned.

The three elders called out, "Young So-"They clasped their hands together in perfect sync, bowing with total reverence toward Stella. But before they could even bend, Stella barely lifted her eyelids, and they instantly choked back the last word, freezing mid-bow. Even so, it was enough to draw everyone's attention. They thought, What's going on?' Jareth's jaw practically dropped when he saw the plain plant. He asked, "Is that really Silverthatch?" 10:38 Thu, Feb 12 Chapter 383 He jerked his head up, shooting a look at Stella. Silverthatch was a wild one; it only popped up once every century.

It had a mind of its own and could understand what people said, but damn, it was ugly as sin. 84 ༠ 55 vouchers Its scent was so overpowering it could overwhelm an entire crowd, yet just a drop of its essence, no bigger than a soybean, could soothe even the most restless spirit. They said if the Grim Reaper called for you at midnight, Silverthatch would hold you over till dawn. Lucas tilted his head, looking all cute and puzzled. The plain plant in his arms rustled its leaves with a little shake. It was acting all proud, like it was the king of the world.

It thought, 'Foolish humans, listen up, listen up! I'm plant royalty, you know!' Hearing the word "Silverthatch", the room exploded. Some folks scrambled for their glasses, others for their phones, all ready to swarm in for a peek. But before anyone could make a move, Stella just shot them down, cool as ever. She said, "Nope." Jareth thought, 'But that's obviously Silverthatch.' Stella barely looked up, her tone casual and indifferent.

She repeated, "Nope." Jareth was about to say something, but Halcyon poked him in the side with his finger, making him catch himself and ask, "Then what is it?" The plain plant rustled its leaves expectantly, waiting for Stella's answer. Stella said, "It's called 'plant." Jareth, Halcyon, and Dashiell were at a loss for words. They thought, 'Young Sovereign really doesn't mince words, huh?' Silverthatch shook its leaves furiously. It thought, 'Come on. I'm not just a plant, okay?

'I'm the most gorgeous thing here.' As the plain plant shook its leaves, a unique, intoxicating aroma spread through the lounge, making everyone feel woozy and ready to nod off. The elders looked like they were about to pass out right then and there, when suddenly, a hand shot out from behind Stella. 10:38 Thu, Feb 12 Chapter 383 24 55 vouchers Everyone's eyes widened as those long, jade-like fingers zeroed in on the flowerpot with lightning speed and deadly accuracy. The next second, the plain plant was yanked out of the pot in one swift motion. The scent was gone in a flash.

The whole room was left speechless, staring in stunned silence. Sebastian's eyes were unreadable, his voice cold and flat as he demanded, "No scent." Eggie popped his tiny head out from Sebastian's suit collar, tilting it curiously. Silverthatch instantly wilted. 田 A.D Comment Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.