Journey Of Me And My Seven Sisters

Chapter 192

Chapter 192 Crossed A Friar

Benjamin was forthright and did not dawdle. Before Emrys could even touch him, he had already

confessed everything in detail.

“The Bjorn family?” Emrys frowned upon hearing that and continued asking, “The Bjorn family from

Summerbank?”

“Yes!” Benjamin nodded.

Emrys fell into deep thought.

If his memory served him right, Leiandros, whom he had met not long before, seemed to have

mentioned that he had married into the Bjorn family.

What a coincidence.

After a moment of contemplation, Emrys suddenly produced a twenty–centimeter–long acupuncture

needle from his person. Seeing this, Benjamin immediately pleaded in terror, “I… I’ve confessed

everything I should have. Please, don’t kill me…”

“You are afraid of death, aren’t you? Relax. I won’t kill you. I only need a drop of blood from you.” After

finishing his sentence, Emrys grabbed Benjamin’s finger, pricking it with the needle to draw a drop of

fresh blood. This scared Benjamin considerably, and his face turned as pale as a sheet.

Emrys sneered and said, “It’s funny that you’re playing the kidnapper when you’re so timid. I bet even a

small noise is enough to scare you out of your wits.”

Benjamin dared not speak, yet the scene that unfolded before him next left his eyes wide in shock.

Emrys produced a green sigil, dripping the drop of blood he had just collected on it. Subsequently, the

sigil vanished within the palm of Emrys‘ hand.

“Y–You’re a friar?” Benjamin watched with terror. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect to cross a

friar. He was courting death.

Emrys did not respond to him. Instead, he said, “Remember, from now on, you will act according to my

orders. If you dare to play any tricks, your life will be over as long as I snap my fingers. No one can

save you.”

As Emrys spoke, he spread open his palm, and the vanished sigil reappeared. As he slowly clenched

his fist, Benjamin was suddenly assailed by an unbearable headache, quickly falling to his knees. “I Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

dare not play tricks… I swear… I will listen to whatever you say!” he pleaded.

Emrys nodded and didn’t torment Benjamin any longer. He picked up Benjamin’s laptop and typed a

formula into a document.

“Don’t let the Bjorn family know about today’s events. If they ask you whether you’ve obtained the

formula, give them the one I’ve typed in your laptop. Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes!” Benjamin hastily responded.

Chapter 192 Crossed A Friar

Emrys nodded with satisfaction, then turned and left the warehouse.

The formula he wrote for Benjamin was rather unique. If they produced facial masks according to it. its

effects would be nearly identical to that of “World–Enchanting Beauty” for about a week after use.

However, a week later, not only would the effects vanish, but any pre–existing issues that the user

suffered from would become even more severe.

For instance, if the user’s original skin tone was a four, their skin tone could potentially reach a six after

using this formula for a week. However, a week later, it was highly likely that it would drop down to a

three.

The fact that the Bjorn family dared to resort to kidnapping indicated their desperation. They would

certainly start manufacturing and selling the facial masks using the stolen formula before “World-

Enchanting Beauty” hit the market. They simply didn’t have ample time to test for potential issues with

the product.

By the time Cordelia Group’s products were launched, they’d serve as the best compensation for those

victims.

Outside the warehouse, Elaine saw Emrys emerge and couldn’t contain her curiosity. “Mr. Lund, how

did you handle them?”

“I gave them the formula.”

“What?” Elaine wore a look of bewilderment.

What’s going on? I’m already safe, so why did he hand over the formula to those criminals? I don’t get

it at all. Ms. Youngblood’s godbrother is unfathomable.

After escaping danger, Elaine immediately called Cordelia, informing her that Emrys had already

rescued her.

Cordelia expressed her concern, “I’m glad you’re okay, Lainey. The formula and everything else are not

important. Your safety is a priority. I’ll give you a half–month leave. Take some time to relax and recover

from the trauma. Don’t worry about the company matters for now.”