Chapter 589: Chapter 34 Be Patient in Life!_5
The Witch accentuated the word ‘pleasant’ as she spoke.
"We had a pleasant transaction before, but that was before, and now is now.”
Jason spoke no more to the Witch and turned his attention to the members of ‘Golden Wind’ who were ready to make their offers.
It’s nothing compared to the appetite!
Especially at this time!
Jason couldn’t help but inhale deeply.
The youngest witch looked puzzled at the older Witch.
"Don’t forget the orders Jennifer has given us,” Emily said in a low voice.
The youngest witch immediately shuddered.
‘Keep an eye on that Jason, you may participate as appropriate, but do not stop him.’
This was the ‘Witch’s’ instruction before she left.
The thought that she had almost disobeyed Jennifer’s orders made a trace of fear flash in Jill’s eyes.
Jennifer was a taboo for others.
And equally so for these sorceresses.
They admired her strength.
They feared her authority.
The other witches nearby started to comfort the youngest witch in soft whispers.
"It’s okay, you haven’t broken Jennifer’s orders.”
"Yes! As long as you don’t go against Jennifer, Jennifer is the best leader.”
Assured by their words, the young witch came back to her senses.
Then she saw her Sister Emily watching Jason.
"Sister Emily, are you not content?” asked the young witch.
"It’s not dissatisfaction, just curiosity.”
"Curious about what’s beneath his mask,” Emily explained, and realizing that such an explanation might be misunderstood by her sisters, she shook her head and said softly, “After all, Jennifer is very interested in him.” ȑä𐌽ỌβЁ§
This topic immediately drew the witches’ attention.
"When will Jennifer be back?”
"It’s so dull without Jennifer.”
The witches’ whispers, under the Secret Technique, were inaudible to anyone.
Just like the members of ‘Golden Wind’, who had no idea where Jennifer was at that moment.
Outside a stone house on a majestic mountain, Jennifer hopped off her broom.
She carried the broom inside after opening the door and walked straight to a corner of the house.
Everything she did seemed so familiar.
In the corner stood a stone vanity with an oval mirror on it.
Jennifer swept an invisible layer of dust from its surface with her hand.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me.”
"Is Jason the one who can help me find the person whose memory I’ve lost?” Jennifer inquired.
"No, not him!” came the very certain yet somewhat stammering voice from the mirror.
This raised an eyebrow on Jennifer’s face, and a look of annoyance followed her disappointment.
How many times was it now?
When would her memory return?
Her inner annoyance didn’t delay her; she turned and left without lingering another second.
She didn’t stay a moment longer than necessary; she truly loathed coming to this place, which disgusted her to her core.