Chapter 1195Chapter 1195 Golden Butterfly
“Dear, you're becoming stronger not for my boss, but for yourself and all the women in the Zaewora.
So, can you please stop emotionally blackmailing my boss, okay?”
Upon hearing that, Cassandra immediately became displeased.
In this day and age... the charm of our boss is too strong. What should we do about it?
Just any random woman thinks she can come and vie for attention.
Even in Zaewora, she manages to gain another admirer.
I'm upset. Extremely upset!
So, her tone was particularly righteous and eloquent.
“If you want my boss to notice you and be proud of you, then strive to elevate the status of women in
your country. By then... she will surely notice you.”
Hmph! You think I can't handle you, squirt?
You're still quite green compared to me.
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help but say. Although he had only been there for half a day, the atmosphere of hard work and struggle
deeply moved him.
Yuri hesitated for a moment before finally lowering her arms. Her legs were already sore and painful.
She could only maintain her balance by leaning against the wall.
The moment she took the first step, her body went limp, and she almost fell.
Fortunately, Cassandra was quick to catch her. “Be careful.”
“Thank you.” Yuri paused for a moment before moving forward.
With every step she took, her gaze grew more resolute.
She gazed at the fiery clouds outside the arena at the intense, blood-red setting sun. Deep in her heart,
there was only one thought. I must live up to expectations!
Cassandra cocked her head and looked at her. “She's quite tough. After being in horse stance for so
long, she's still able to walk out without needing anyone's support.”
She trusted her boss's judgment. This woman, Yuri... she can definitely do it.
Inside the hotel room, Ashlyn slowly opened her eyes. She could almost feel a surge of power
emanating from the Spirogyra. It was almost bursting through her veins, ready to explode.
She furrowed her brows and clenched her teeth.
Her temples were throbbing with pain.
Just when she was feeling uncomfortable, a large, warm palm suddenly came to rest on her temples
and started massaging gently.
Ashlyn was taken aback, and her eyes instinctively turned toward the man. She saw Lucas, dressed in
a white bathrobe, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her with a fond gaze.
Is he giving me a massage?
How does he know I have a headache?
In the moment of her astonishment, a sudden surge of steaming heat shot straight to her forehead.
What she did not know was that at that moment, the Spirogyra had already taken flight within her veins
and transformed into a golden butterfly.
Lucas' deep, cold eyes stared in surprise at Ashlyn's face which was marked with a butterfly.
There was a hint of a golden butterfly gracing her cheek, and its beauty was dream-like.
She lowered her gaze, and her long feathery lashes veiled her captivating almond-shaped eyes. Her
flawless features became even more exquisite and more perfect. Her beauty was so enchanting it wasalmost bewitching.
Lucas found that her face, which was already incredibly beautiful, became even more stunning and
irresistible under the enhancement of the golden butterfly.
Her skin became increasingly delicate and smooth. Even the small pimple that had appeared at the
corner of her lips due to the climate in Zaewora, disappeared at a pace visible to the naked eye.
He had known for a while that she was poisoned by the Spirogyra, but he never imagined that the
poison would progress to the point where it would affect her entire body.
“I...” Ashlyn's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was shaky and hoarse. “I feel so awful.”
Wave after wave of energy seemed to surge from her body.
The Spirogyra really had not acted up in a long time. She had always thought it would not act up
again...
But this time, it was unlike any other.
It felt as if an unending force was surging out wildly and causing her head to throb painfully. The pain
was so intense that it made her scalp go numb, and her entire body felt as if it was on fire.
Lucas' eyes, cold and dark, gazed at her in pain. He was looking at the faint golden butterfly that
seemed to be hiding beneath her skin. “Has the Spirogyra mutated?” he asked.