Chapter 292: It’s All Made Up

"They say that the patterns on this pocket watch form a treasure map, marking the location of a treasure left by a king and his Eastern brother from the last century." Natalie Silvestre’s mouth twitched. "So, my master is a descendant of that king?" Deborah Morris looked at Natalie in surprise: "Did you just guess that?" Natalie’s mouth twitched as she nodded. Deborah chuckled: "Yes, but not entirely." "The king’s youngest son was taken away by his Eastern brother. Legend has it that your master is the son of that youngest son." Natalie twitched again: "The ages don’t match up, though." "And I remember my master saying he had no parents." Deborah didn’t respond. She just straightened up. "Your master is here." She paused, a hint of frustration flashing across her face: "Looks like I won’t be able to keep my hotel." With that, her body suddenly levitated. Natalie was startled. Jeremiah Kenneth quickly rushed to Natalie’s side, shielding her protectively behind him. Deborah