Became A Queen After divorce

Sam covered it with a green canvas, but she couldn’t resist lifting the canvas for a peek.

“God as my witness, I’m not greedy, just curious. Just one look, I promise I won’t touch anything.”

She caught a glimpse of a terrifying black skull painted on the wooden box.

In red paint, the word “Perilous” was written in English.

Living in Metshire, Pearl was no stranger to such things; many of her classmates used them.

Before returning home, she had seen a lively young girl fall into ruin after getting involved with it.

“Sam… is this your secret? Or is this the true business of the Gilliam family?”

Pearl had always known her family’s business might involve illegal activities, but she never imagined the Gilliam family was involved in this trade.

“I hope I’m just overthinking.”

She pulled the canvas back over and turned to leave the cave.

“Sasha isn’t here. Let’s check the other three caves.”

This time she chose the third one.

As soon as she stepped in, she felt an unusual chill, and as she moved forward, a faint smell of blood reached her nose.

Water dripped from the rocks above, forming stalactites of varying thickness on the ground.

Pearl had never seen such a sight before and was full of admiration.

“This place is really remote. Could Sasha have come here to play?”

Just as she finished speaking, she heard a faint cry ahead.

She stopped and listened carefully, but it was just an echo, making it impossible to determine the source.

“Sasha, is that you?”

“I’m here to find you. Can you hear me?”

She called out for a long time but received no response from Sasha. The sound also ceased.

Pearl stood there in confusion, listening to the wind blowing past her ears until she finally found the direction of the exit.

“The wind must be coming from here, and there’s a faint floral scent… let’s check it out.”

Carefully avoiding the stalactites, her slender figure quickly disappeared into the dark cave.

The further she went, the darker it became, and the path grew wider…

Eventually, she arrived at a familiar place-the Gilliam Mansion.

She wasn’t mistaken! The abandoned stable in front of her was indeed the rear courtyard of Gilliam Mansion, which she had seen while wandering around before.

Brody had told her that someone had died in the stable, so their father deemed it unlucky and had it sealed off, relocating the stables elsewhere.

Around it bloomed small red and yellow flowers that looked somewhat like tulips but with a stronger fragrance.

Under the silver moonlight, there were faint rustling sounds coming from the flower bed.

She casually pushed aside the weeds in front of her and saw a small golden snake slithering away.

“Ah!”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Unable to contain her excitement, she let out a scream, startling the little snake which quickly fled deeper into the flowers.

The thing she feared most in this world wasn’t ghosts but these soft, slithering reptiles, especially snakes.

“There can’t be more snakes in there, can there…”

Her scream caused quite a commotion, and soon a small figure struggled through the flowers towards her.

“Pearl.” The sweet voice was very familiar. Pearl turned around and saw that it was indeed Sasha, whom she had been searching for.

Sasha was still wearing her white nightgown from before bed, with her long hair flowing down like a pure and lovely little angel.

However, when Pearl saw the fresh bloodstains on Sasha’s nightgown, her pupils dilated in shock.

“Sasha, what happened? Let me see if you’re hurt.”

She immediately ran over and hugged Sasha, urgently asking her questions.

The little girl tilted her head and smiled adorably, wiping the blood off her face with her small hands.

“Don’t worry, Pearl. This isn’t my blood; it’s someone else’s.”

“Someone else’s?”

Does that mean there’s someone else here?

Before she could ask further, Sasha took her hand and led her through the flower bed towards the dilapidated stable.

“Pearl, you have to save big brother.”

“Huh? What big brother?”

Confused, Pearl walked into the stable and was hit by a strong smell of blood.

She realized that the metallic scent she had smelled in the tunnel must have come from here.

In the dark night, a black figure curled up in a corner. Apart from those two glowing red eyes, she couldn’t make out any features.

The shadow growled at her like a beast and then came the sound of chains clinking.

A red light flared up as the shadow quickly lunged at her with lightning speed.

Under the moonlight, its gaping maw revealed sharp white teeth that glinted menacingly.

“Big brother, no!”

Fortunately, at the last moment, Sasha’s voice stopped his frenzied actions.

A strange thing happened; upon hearing Sasha’s voice, the shadow obediently retracted its fangs and curled back into the corner.

It let out two whimpering sounds as if asking Sasha why she had stopped him.

“This is Pearl. She’s a good person. So big brother, you can’t hurt her. Otherwise, I won’t play with you anymore.”

The soft threat sounded harmless but became deadly dynamite in the shadow’s ears.

He immediately ran over and nuzzled Sasha’s small hand, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.

“As long as big brother doesn’t hurt sister, I’ll still play with you.”

“Big brother is also a good person. Sasha likes you very much.”

Her chubby little hand patted his head soothingly. He raised his head and closed his eyes in enjoyment, making a purring sound like a contented dog.

On the other side, Pearl was both frightened and relieved as she finally saw the “shadow’s” true form.

It wasn’t some ferocious beast but a living boy.

The boy looked about eight or nine years old. His face was covered in dirt so thick that his features were obscured; only his blood-red eyes stood out.

His hair was a tangled mess on top of his head. He wore nothing but a tattered shirt, and blood flowed from his feet.

His left foot was shackled by an iron chain as thick as a wrist. The triangular spikes on the iron ring dug deeply into his ankle.

The more he struggled, the deeper the spikes pierced.

Blood flowed like a stream from his wound, staining the ground beneath him red.

The blood spread along his body until it was absorbed by the flowers outside.

Because his injury had gone untreated for so long, it had become infected and pus-filled. Whenever it hurt too much, he would bite his own arm.

Looking closely, Pearl saw that his arms were covered in bite marks that had drawn blood.

“Who could be so cruel as to lock an innocent child here?”

She glanced at the flower bed under the moonlight thoughtfully.

“No wonder these flowers are so vibrant; they’ve been irrigated with blood.”