Chapter 125: THE INFLUENCE OF RED LOCKHEAD

Edeline A shiver ran down my spine as I processed the name Red Lockheed. It was the same plant Mirabelle had mentioned, the one that could turn someone into a mindless puppet, doing the bidding of others. “Initially, it was just a small gathering,” he continued, his voice steadying as he recounted the events. “Just enough to subtly influence my thoughts. She stressed how important it was for me to be there for you, to protect you. She went on about how Percival was not the right person for you, that he didn’t deserve your affection. She tried to convince me that my feelings for you were unmatched. But the more she talked, the more I found myself convinced by her words. My resentment toward my brother grew. Then she asked me again to accompany Percival. As Darius spoke, his voice grew more controlled, but I could hear the pain in his tone. It was clear now that she had a bigger impact than I had first thought.” “She gave me a bag of tea,” he said, his face reddening with embarrassment.