Chapter 1717

However, this church had been constructed over a century ago. And standing on the raised platform was Frank. This time, Frank wasn't wearing a mask. Instead, he revealed his true face to Maeve and the others. Maeve often wondered what the person who committed such monstrous acts would look like. Now, she knew. The man before her was the one responsible for the deaths of the Scott, Spencer, and Hackett families' previous generation. Frank was also the nemesis who had utterly wiped out their family. "You guys got here pretty quickly," Frank said. He sat on the highest chair in the church, looking down on them like some untouchable deity that was towering above mere mortals. "We had a deal," Maeve said without preamble. "Let Mason and the others go." "Alright." Frank's tone was surprisingly agreeable. Maeve continued, "We've already agreed to trade the raw stone. There was no need for you to take Lyra." "I never planned on taking her," Frank said. His voice was cold and detache