The Deceitful One

As Bryan was refining the silver pocket watch, he heard a knock on the door followed by Butler John's voice, "Mr. Bryan, may I come in?"

"Yes, come in," Bryan replied.

Butler John opened the door and entered the room. He walked to the bed and handed Bryan a letter as he said, "This was sent by a servant from the Wilson Manor. I was instructed to give it to you."

'Wilson? Is it Grace? Why would she send a letter?' Bryan took the letter from Butler John and thanked him. He opened the envelope, took out the letter, and started reading it. Surprisingly, the letter wasn't written by Grace, but by Leah.

'Dear Bryan

I hope you've been doing well. I heard from Grace about what happened to you. Thank the Goddess that you're alright.

Anyways, I'm back in Damascus now. Remember that thing I promised you on the night of the banquet in my villa? Hehe, I've managed to convince Grace to join us.

But there's a condition: you cannot touch Grace or attempt to do anything naughty with her. Besides, I've been missing your body for quite some time now. I can't wait to see you naked and pound me with all your might.

Come to Grace's house after sunset. But make sure to climb into her bedroom window, which is on the third floor, from behind the manor. We don't want the maids and servants to know anything about it.

Lastly, make sure to have enough strength and stamina because we are going to go wild the whole night. And burn the letter after reading it.

Your friend,

Leah.'

Bryan's pants instantly tightened after he finished reading the letter. He had to adjust his crotch into a more comfortable position. His lips slowly curled up into a smirk as he mumbled, "Grace agreed to it? Interesting."

He borrowed a matchbox from Butler John and burned the letter. It was already time for lunch so he headed to the dining table where he saw Detective Watson already sitting and having his meal.

Bryan greeted him and started having lunch together. Detective Watson looked at Bryan who was smiling like a fool again while eating and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, 'Kids these days sure have a lot of energy.'

As a Rank 3 Transcendent of the Wisdom Path, Detective Watson could naturally read the emotions on Bryan's face. He already had a firm guess about why Bryan was behaving as he did.

He could most certainly read Bryan's subconscious thoughts but he decided not to. After they finished with their lunch, Bryan looked at Detective Watson and asked, "Teacher, I feel like I've completely healed. Can I go back to my apartment in the evening?"

Detective Watson observed Bryan's injuries for a moment and then nodded his head, "Yes, you are free to go back to your apartment. I have already had people renovate it."

"Great!" Bryan smiled.

"But Bryan, I must remind you. I don't care if you fool around with girls. At your age, it is understandable. However, you must always give first priority to cultivation. If I see that you're not making progress, I'll be very disappointed in you." Detective Watson added sternly.

Bryan was speechless as he thought in his heart, 'What the actual fuck? Can he read my mind or something?… Fuck! I keep forgetting he's a Wisdom Path Transcendent. I can't hide anything from him. Fuck me!'

His lips twitched but he still bowed his head and replied respectfully, "Teacher, I am and will always be diligent in meditation. I promise you that I will live up to your expectations."

Hearing his words, Detective Watson smiled warmly, "I know. Always remember Bryan, in the Transcendent world strength is everything. Everything else is just noise."

Bryan nodded his head and replied, "I understand, Teacher."

"All right, go on then. You may leave whenever you want. However, don't be late tomorrow morning." Detective Watson smiled.

Bryan got up from his chair and reply, "Yes, of course!"

He then went back to the guest room and started packing his clothes. He borrowed a small duffle bag from Butler John and put all his clothes and belongings in it. Butler John also handed him the key to his apartment.

Bryan took out his pocket watch from his suit vest's pocket and hesitated as he thought, 'Should I tell teacher about this?'

It's not that he didn't trust Detective Watson. On the contrary, Bryan trusted him with his life and was very grateful to him. However, this pocket watch contained his mother's secrets as well as items related to the Medici Family's great ancestor.

And he didn't want to disclose it before he got to know it himself, at the very least. Hence, after staring at the pocket watch silently for about a minute, he ultimately kept it back in his vest pocket.

After bidding farewell to Detective Watson and Butler John, Bryan had Detective Watson's carriage driver drop him at his apartment on 7 Robinson Street.

On his way to his apartment, Bryan looked out through the carriage window at the various people walking on the streets of Damascus.

The weather today was bright and sunny with clear skies. The people outside enjoyed this rare sunlight during the monsoon season.

Bryan decided that he would go home, meditate for a few hours and then head to Grace's house.

Thinking of Grace, he couldn't help but ponder, 'Will Grace really be okay with just watching? Hehe, it's fine either way. Tonight's gonna be an interesting experience.'

The horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of 7 Robinson Street. Bryan got off the carriage and thanked the driver. He then entered the building and walked towards his apartment door.

After entering his apartment, he looked around and found that everything had been fixed to the way it was before. It seemed like nothing had happened there at all. But Bryan clearly knew about the difficult ordeal he had undergone right in this apartment.

Bryan couldn't help but sigh. He didn't waste any time as he took off his shoes and entered his bedroom. He took out some comfortable pajamas from the wardrobe, put them on, and started meditating on the bed.

His sexual escapades could come later. Meditation was the most important.

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