Chapter 1439

"Well, Ms. Turner, we've come all this way. Aren't you going to welcome your guests properly?" said one of the young men standing behind Jax. He glanced around the villa, his eyes filled with casual arrogance. "Nice place you've got here—quiet, secluded. Perfect for the Ancientics to use as a base of operations." "Ms. Turner, why don't you come out so we can have a chat? Let's get to know each other better," added a young woman with a graceful demeanor and a smirk that didn't quite reach her eyes. She wore a long, flowing dress that gave her an ethereal quality, her pale complexion adding to the illusion of elegance. "There's nothing to talk about with you people! You're all wolves in sheep's clothing—every last one of you!" Georgia huffed, hiding behind Wyatt like a child trying to avoid punishment. These people had tricked her, stolen her nine-apertured pill, and now had the gall to act like the good guys. To her, they were no better than opportunistic scumbags pretendin