Chapter 2303

Along with the planted dream, a trace of malice took root. Lying on the couch, Adam appeared to be caught in an endless struggle within his dream. On one hand, he fought to reject the dark suggestion invading his mind. But on the other hand, there was a whisper of selfishness luring him toward a slow, inevitable fall. A shadow had appeared in the quiet room at some point. The figure grew clearer with the shifts in Adam's dream and gained form little by little until the silhouette of a man emerged. If Shannon had been there, she would have recognized that the figure looked almost exactly like Vlad's true form she'd once seen. The frail and sickly-looking man now slowly reached out a tentative hand toward Adam. But just as his hand was about to touch the figure on the couch, a cold, commanding voice rang out from within the room. The woman's voice was sharp, clear, and full of warning as she instructed, "Get lost. Stay away from him." The black figure turned his head and saw Th