Chapter 1957

"Is that Perseus Caitford?" Nordalus Crestwood, the bald man, asked, turning his head and narrowing his eyes to scrutinize Perseus. It was only then that Perseus realized Nordalus' bald head—a clear indication of his monastic vows. That conniving Rochelle certainly had a knack for unconventional relationships! He couldn't believe that Rochelle had actually seduced a priest. There was no doubt that they had gone home base based on their affectionate demeanor. Nordalus embraced Rochelle's slender waist, his mouth pressing against her cheek as he greedily savored her intoxicating aroma. "Who else would it be but Perseus?" Rochelle sneered, fixing her gaze on Perseus with disdain. She allowed Nordalus to have his way with her body, knowing that every inch of her body had already been seen and touched by him. "I'll dispose of him for you, then—consider it my little birthday surprise for you. Isn't your birthday just around the corner? What better present than his head on a platter, righ