Horror appeared on Tommy's face as he looked at Matthew in disbelief.
"Mr.Larson, W-What are you talking about? Keep an eye on the Ten Greatest Families? But why? D-
Don't they treat you with respect?" Tommy inquired.
Matthew shook his head in denial.
"It's all just a show.They aren't genuine at all.They're insidious underneath those deceptive
facades.Only God knows how many times they have gone against me behind the scenes! That's why I
need someone in Eastshire to watch them.And you are the best candidate."
He had fully comprehended what Matthew meant by that.As Tommy stared at Matthew, he began to
weigh the pros and cons in his head.
Noticing that, Matthew demanded, "I know what you're hesitating about; there's no room for you to
voice your opinion.It’s an order.Tommy Marshall, you have no choice"
Aglint of resentment flashed across Tommy's eyes.He was clearly aware that Matthew was planning to
impose the order on him.
After drawing in a deep breath, he decided to agree to it first before snitching on Matthew to the Ten
Greatest Families.
However, Matthew suddenly snapped his fingers before Tommy could say anything.Then, he felt his
heart being prodded by something sharp without a warning.
Within that fleeting second, Tommy's legs went weak as he stumbled onto the ground.He thought he
was on the brink of death at that moment.
"W-What happened?"
He was shocked to the core.
Instead of answering Tommy, Matthew merely snapped his fingers again.
Tommy's heart throbbed with pain, and he almost fainted on the spot.His eyes widened at Matthew
upon realization.The pain was all because of Matthew snapping his fingers!
"I planted a devouring curse in your heart.This kind of curse needs to be fed every three months, so
you'll need the antidote from me to survive.Otherwise, if you don't take the antidote for more than three
months, the curse will devour your heart and you'll die in agony."
The terrifying truth scared the living daylights out of Tommy.
News of Lord Voodooc's arrival in the Suburb of Eastcliff had circulated around Eastshire, so he knew
about it.
Nevertheless, Tommy had never imagined in his wildest dreams that he would be cursed by someone.
Kneeling before Matthew, he implored, as his voice quivered in fear, "Mr.Larson, save me,
please.Please...I...I already brought the money with me—"
Matthew interrupted, "Just do as I say if you want to live.Tommy Marshall, you're a smart guy.You know
what you should do, right?"
Tommy's countenance was ghastly pale as he finally realized the reason why Matthew could take
control of him.He had no choice now! Since things had reached a stalemate for him, he lowered his
head before nodding helplessly.
Matthew smiled lightly.
"Remember—keep this between the two of us or you'll die.The curse has formed a correlation with your
heart, so I advise you to not provoke it unless you have a death wish."
The man's ‘advice’ had obliterated Tommy's last strand of hope.
With that kind of curse on him, he had to stay loyal to Matthew for perpetuity! After assigning tasks to
Tommy, Matthew went upstairs to take some rest.He didn't want to look for the crown prince yet, for his
reluctance to watch the tragedy befall the two ladies.
Tommy prepared a place for him.So, he went to the room where the lights were on.
As he was striding toward the bed, the bathroom door suddenly opened and Lucy came out with a
towel wrapped around her body.
Since she had just finished her shower, the slight sheen on her flawless skin radiated under the lights,
alluring one to bite it.Their eyes met, and the girl shrieked immediately, "Ah! You pervert!"
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