Chapter 581
The flowers in the garden appeared vibrant and lively. To the untrained eye, they might seem like mere decorative flowers, but to people like Pearl, who were knowledgeable abrent herts, these were medicinal plants.
Pearl bent down and plucked a white flower, holding it to her nose to take in its fight, herbal scent. “This is Orgrutro. It’s used to improve lungs.”
Damian raised his brows. “Looks like old man Simon taught you a thing or two,”
“Let’s go in and take a look. This seems to be the most suspicious area we’ve come across,” Pearl suggested.
Damian nodded. “Agreed. Let’s proceed.”
They moved carefully, tiptoeing around and leaping over the wall to enter the inner garden. It looked worlds apart from the outer garden. They walked along the wall to avoid any potential hidden traps.
As they took a few steps, Damian let out a small yelp, then looked down to see a tiny snake next to his foot. Fang marks were clearly visible on his calf.
Pearl kicked the snake aside and saw Damian’s skin turning purple. She frowned, took out a knife, and quickly stabbed the snake..
The snake’s bile, combined with the medication Pearl administered, would temporarily counteract the toxins.
Just as Pearl grabbed the snake, a woman’s voice spoke up. “Please don’t touch my snake. The voice had a crisp, almost childlike quality to it.
Pearl turned to find not a child but a young lady, around seventeen or eighteen years old. Her skin was smooth, and her face possessed a timeless beauty, as if she had been shielded from the harshness of the world. However, her voice sounded remarkably like a clueless child’s Pearl felt annoyed and replied, “But my friend is injured, and I’m trying to save him.” She meant to convey that the snake had harmed her friend, so the girl should hand over the snake to save his life.
The girl appeared to understand and nodded. She took out a bottle and handed it to Pearl.
Pearl knelt down beside Damian, applied the substance to his wound, and after a short while, the pain began to subside.
Damian attempted to stand up and thanked the young lady. “Thank you.”
The girl blushed, her innocent expression making her look even more adorable. Pearl couldn’t help but feel that this girl was harmless, like a timid bunny.
Damian, noticing the girl’s neat attire, asked, “Do you live here alone?” Curiously, he peered past her into the darkened house behind her, but the girl moved to block his view.
“No.”
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The girl appeared shy, her fair skin still flushed from embarrassment. “I… live with a lady.”
“A lady?” Pearl grew anxious. “Could you be more specific about that, young lady?”
“She’s asleep right now. I couldn’t sleep, so I came out to look at the moon, and that’s when I found you,” the girl explained. Her eyes sparkled with innocence.
“Does the lady’s last name happen to be Jordan?” Damian inquired.
The girl nodded. “Everyone here is a Jordan.”
That was certainly true.
Pearl struggled to find the right words to ask whether the person inside the house was her
mother. The girl seemed quite serious and unlikely to make things up.
“I’d like to know if the woman in there is named Beah Jordan?”
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