Chapter 2083

“Andrew, wait!” Just as Andrew was about to leave, Rowan rushed forward and threw her arms around him.

When he turned, her soft fragrance and warm body pressed into his chest. She held him tightly, tiptoeing as she lifted her face, eyes shimmering.

She grumbled, “You rascal, I’m leaving now! I don’t know what you’re planning to do here, but please take care of yourself. I’ll listen to you and wait for you in Blumedale. Just promise me you’ll make it there safely.”

Her heart pounded as she spoke quickly. Then, with a sudden burst of courage, she rose on her toes and pressed her lips to his in a brief, tender kiss. Her cheeks burned crimson as she spun away and darted off.

In a flash, Rowan vaulted over the McDaniel family estate wall and disappeared into the night.

Andrew touched his lips, still feeling the lingering warmth and softness. He sighed at how fast and boldly she moved.

Shaking off the odd feeling building in his chest, he focused and slipped into the McDaniel family chapel. Inside, he found nothing but pictures of the McDaniel family’s ancestors. He had not expected much anyway. After a quick search, he returned the same way.

Eric was already waiting in the room. As Andrew entered silently, he said with relief, “I thought something had happened to you. I was about to go looking.”

Andrew asked, “I didn’t find anything. What about you?”

Eric shook his head. “Even less. The people up front are just guests, drunk and useless. They’re just a bunch of freeloaders here for the ceremony. Some of them probably sense something’s off, but with the McDaniels sealing everything tight and not a single Crimson Flame Cult figure in sight, no one dares to act rashly.”

Andrew’s head throbbed. The estate was massive, and searching inch by inch was impossible. Unless he were the patriarch himself, with the entire family bowing at his feet, he would never cover it all.

Eric scowled. “The Crimson Flame Cult is so tricky. It’s like they vanished off the face of the earth. Maybe this is still a ploy and they’re not even here, just like the stunt they pulled at the Majestic Hotel in Goldridge.”

Andrew shook his head. “No, Cordelia confirmed that the Crimson Flame Cult’s high priest is here, inside the McDaniel family estate. Also, we’re running out of time. They’re moving against Shiloh. One way or another, we have to find her.”

Eric sneered. “Then why don’t we just blow our cover and tear this place apart?”

Andrew glanced at him and sneered. “Are you sure about that? The McDaniel family currently has no fewer than five martial saint–level experts. Plus, that Crimson Flame Cult priest and Dorian are both first-rate martial saints. Add in Nicholas, the head of the McDaniel family, and you think you can handle all that?”

Eric stubbornly insisted, “If I can’t handle it, neither can you. Well, since you don’t agree with my suggestion, why don’t you tell me your brilliant plan?”

Andrew ignored him and walked to the window, looking out at the distant lights. All three McDaniel family sons, Callum, Declan, and Eugene, were there.

These three brothers really looked remarkably similar. They were handsome, but their lips were too thin, giving them a cruel and vicious appearance. Also, unlike Callum’s recklessness and superficiality, Eugene clearly had deep, scheming intelligence.

At that moment, the three brothers were taking turns toasting Henry. Grace sat nearby, leaning on her cane with her eyes closed, resting.

Suddenly, Henry put down his wine glass and stood up, apparently unable to handle any more alcohol and wanting to excuse himself early.

However, Andrew could clearly tell the man was faking it. His eyes were as clear as if he had just drunk nothing but water.

With sudden inspiration, Andrew immediately said, “Got it! Get ready. Henry can’t contain himself anymore either. He’s going to look for Shiloh! Since we can’t find her ourselves, we’ll follow him.”

Eric’s eyes lit up as he clapped his hands. “Perfect! Following him will definitely lead us to Shiloh. Henry got to the McDaniel family estate ahead of us. With his cunning, he must have already figured everything out. Damn, I should have thought of this connection earlier.”

Andrew silently pushed open the door and slipped out. He had already scouted Henry’s quarters earlier.

Now, he and Eric could easily get close. As soon as they approached, a masked black figure emerged from an upstairs window and headed toward the northern part of the McDaniel family estate.

Andrew made an instant decision. “Quick, follow him!”