Chapter 152
"Dad!"
"Grandpa!"
The Sadlers cried out in agony.
…
Swoosh!
Maeve, overwhelmed with grief, saw a fleeting darkness before her. Her body tensed, and suddenly, she was lifted off the ground and moved forward swiftly.
"Bring me to the mountains to get the valuable herbs." Wyatt's voice echoed in her ears.
Maeve's heart skipped a beat. She watched as the surroundings whizzed by her in a blur of motion.
Only then did she realize that Wyatt had kidnapped her.
With one arm around Maeve's waist, Wyatt moved as fast as lightning.
"Dream on! You killed my grandpa. There's no way we can coexist!" Maeve gritted her teeth while her eyes were ablaze with hatred.
Wyatt reasoned with her. "Your grandfather got what he deserved. But I saved your father's life, so I expect to receive the reward as promised."
Fury was evident in Maeve's eyes. Her delicate face contorted slightly as she retorted, "Wyatt, I'd rather feed the valuable herbs to dogs than give them to you!"
"Are you being unreas

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