Chapter 1725

In his last moments, Enoch had a flashback to years ago when Annette and he were at the same school. They were drawn to each other and fell in love. The world felt beautiful then.

Sun or moon. Day or night. Every second mattered.

But his father drilled into him that the Osborne family had a grand destiny. As the heir, he had to step up.

Marrying Yvette Potter meant a cold wedding night and years of silence. Neither of them wanted it.

Decades flashed by like a slideshow. Love was precious, but he had realized that too late.

He had once owned love but cast it aside for his ambition.

Theda yelled, "This place is crumbling. Find the exit."

Everyone rushed to the high platform, but the chair had no obvious switches.

Debra's eyes landed on Michael. He was gone, but his index finger pointed at a sun symbol behind the seat.

She swallowed her grief. "That symbol is the switch." Updates are released by find⁂novel.net

Fermin touched it, realizing it could move. He twisted it, and a tunnel opened below.

"Go!" Marion led them to bolt down the stairs.

It was an underground passage, lined with rare stones like the ones from the Osborne Mansion.

The corridor stretched endlessly. The mountain rumbled above, but down here, it held steady.

"What's that smell?" Erica said, helping Randy along. "It's fragrant."

"It's from these stones. Same as at my place," Drake piped up.

"Come on," Randy grunted. "Those in your house? They are incense burners."

Drake cringed. "Whatever, let's move. No way this escape route's got traps too, right?"

Erica stopped, noticing Randy's pale face. "Hold up. I'm bandaging you first. That through-and-through wound is no joke."

Debra nodded. "Yeah. This place looks safe. It won't take long."

"I've got hemostatic powder," Theda said, handing it over.

While Erica was patching up Randy, Debra scoped out the place.

The corridor was wide and looked decades old. It had to be planned way in advance.

These stones were treasures collected by the Osborne family for over a century.

Debra flashed her light around and spotted some characters carved into a black stone at the entrance: the gateway.

She chuckled, amused by how superstitious the Osborne family ancestors were.

"This was the initiation path for Illuminati core members," Andrew said suddenly. "Didn't expect it'd be hidden here."

Debra paused, staring at his profile. It reminded her faintly of a boy from her dreams.