Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 75 Have You Ever Heard of the Immortal Peak?

Seeing that Lela didn't respond, Sylvester stood there with mixed feelings, unable to hide his disappointment.

Sylvester persisted in coaxing Lela to drink, ensuring that she consumed every drop from the bowl of honey water.

Afterward, he set her free and placed a tender kiss at the corner of her lips, making sure not a drop of honey water went to waste, as he even licked up the remnants.

He then gently straightened himself up and discreetly reached behind Lela's clothing to assess her back, confirming that it was indeed sticky with cold sweat, just as he had anticipated. Sylvester stood upright and turned around, only to find a group of servants staring at him.

Frowning slightly, he abandoned the tenderness he had shown Lela earlier and spoke in a cold tone, "Why are you still here?"

The starry-eyed maids immediately snapped out of the romantic drama fantasy they had been indulging in and quickly bowed and retreated.

This romantic drama did not belong to them. Mr. Gomez would never treat them like the male leads in those dramas. They weren't the female protagonist, nor were they Miss Lela. When Mr. Gomez got angry, it could cost them their lives.

They hurriedly fled.

In almost an instant, all the maids had disappeared.

The medical room had a restroom and a water heater.

Sylvester took a basin of hot water slightly warmer than body temperature into the restroom.

He checked the window and pulled it up. Even when the window was closed, the room was still bright.

Sylvester placed the basin on a stool by the bed and threw a soft towel into it.

He sat by the bed and carefully took off all of Lela's clothes, allowing her soft body to lie in his arms.

He then took a warm towel and gently wiped her body.

Lela's skin was delicate and fair. Sylvester wiped her gently, hoping to dry the sweat on her body and prevent her from catching a cold.

At this moment, in his eyes, Lela was not a mutant at all. She was just an ordinary girl that he liked.

From her forehead to her entire body, he wiped her meticulously, worried about the cold air coming in and chilling her. He quickly finished everything.

After carefully wiping her, Sylvester dressed Lela in the new clothes he had brought, buttoning each one carefully.

He gently placed her on the bed and lightly kissed her cheek. "Sleep well, little one."

Then he turned and left.

...

In the equipment room adjacent to the medical ward, an array of world-class medical devices adorned the space.

Among them, even a seemingly ordinary machine held a price tag in the millions, not to mention the presence of 3D projection screens for surgical procedures and surgical robots designed for minimally invasive operations. Vanessa picked a random spot to sit, carefully steering clear of these expensive machines.

She was deeply engrossed in her own thoughts, calculating the material structure she had discovered earlier, completely oblivious of the man who entered through the door.

It wasn't until Sylvester blocked her field of vision that she looked up and hastily set aside his work, standing up respectfully. "Mr. Gomez."

Sylvester, despite the absence of his previous irritability, still managed to instill a sense of intimidation.

His towering stature, icy countenance, and the imposing aura he exuded caused Vanessa to break into a cold sweat, overwhelmed by the weight of his presence.

Sweating profusely, Vanessa pondered, "Mr. Gomez is just 25 years old. How has he acquired such a commanding presence?"

Even an old man in his sixties would be scared if he saw him.

After all, he was a respected figure in society wherever he went.

Sylvester cast a brief glance at Vanessa, settled in a chair opposite her, and extended his hand, revealing a surprisingly sudden pleasant demeanor as he uttered, "Please, have a seat." Vanessa didn't dare to refuse and promptly sat down.

"I have always had a question that I wanted to ask Miss Vanessa, have you ever heard of the Immortal Peak?"