Chapter 371

Asher unsheathed a long knife, pointing it at Josefina with an unyielding stance, "Sir, should we take her out?"

Josefina spoke up, "I'm just looking for my friend. She disappeared after coming to the auction here."

"Take her away," said Oliver, without lending an ear to Josefina's pleas. Content originally comes from Fɪnd-Novel.net

Without further ado, Asher and Harry, knife in hand, seized Josefina, binding her wrists and forcing her down.

Josefina remained silent, a flurry of thoughts racing through her mind. How could she have been so naive to underestimate the prowess of the lord of Demon's Isle?

As Josefina was being led away, she managed to wriggle her hands free, scattering a cloud of powder and made a swift break for it. Her skills were top- notch. If she couldn't escape from here, how could she ever face her mentors back home?

...

The grand conference room on Demon's Isle was bustling with a notable crowd. They were predominantly women, each one dolled up for the occasion. Several esteemed elders also graced the gathering with their presence.

When Oliver made his entrance, the room fell into a respectful hush, waiting for him to take his seat.

The moment Oliver sat down, the chatter around him was so distracting he could barely suppress a murderous impulse.

"Sir, you ain't getting any younger. It's high time you settled down, and had some kids. These are the cream of the crop, handpicked just for you. Take a look, see if any catch your eye. You hardly come back to Demon's Isle once a month. Someone ought to look after the place," the elders nagged him.

Oliver sat with an aura that commanded attention, his face hidden behind a dark mask that did little to veil the lethal vibe he emitted. "You all seem awfully concerned about me. So here's what I'll do. I'll gift them to you. Since they're your picks, I'm sure you'll appreciate the gesture."

The elders were at a loss for words.

"What are you implying? Mocking us for our age, are you?" one of them retorted. "Sure, we're old, but we're still your elders. We're here trying to do you a favor, and this is the thanks we get? Have you no respect for us at all?"

"The old lord of the island passed on the leadership to you, but who knows how you managed that!"

Complaints and indignation swirled among them. It seemed that they sensed an opportunity to challenge Oliver for the leadership of the island.

After all, who wouldn't want to rule an entire island, especially one with such aducrative trade, home to a medicinal herb worth its weight in gold and obtainable only on Demon's Isle? s

Amidst the growing clamor, Oliver slammed a sharp dagger onto the table, instantly silencing the room, The elders exchanged glance none daring to speak up. This island chief was not one to be trifled with easily. s

The women present also kept their mouths shut, each harbored an agenda, all

here with the hope of getting close to Oliver.

Oliver, behind his mask, was

inscrutable, his voice icy as he

spoke, "You're all so interested in my

personal matters. How about

showing the same concern for the security of Demon sitsie? caughtan intruder. Is this how you manage things in my absence?" s

His accusation sent shockwaves through the room.

"Impossible. We have strict security measures in place. How could an intruder possibly get in?"

"Yeah. It must be a guest invited to Demon's Isle. We've extended an invitation to Hayden, and word has it that he brought his daughter Rosaline as well."