Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 233 The Divine Doctor Association, a Place of Antique Treasures

Watching Sylvester leave with Lela in his arms, Martin was furious. "Philip, what are you thinking? Letting this guy stay with Sarah? I won't allow it. I haven't even tested him. How can I be sure he's trustworthy?" Philip, with a calm demeanor, looked at the disappearing figures inside the palace and sighed. "Martin, do you remember the first time Sarah arrived here?"

Martin recalled the time when Sarah, just a child of thirteen, was brought back by the president. She was covered in blood, though unharmed physically. After waking up, she was wary of everyone, and never went to sleep at night. Anyone who approached her would make her bristle with defensiveness.

It was only through Sarah's constant care that she let her guard down.

Martin sighed. "Yes, Sarah was wary of everyone back then."

Even after she had accepted them, Sarah remained on edge.

Philip turned to Martin, a faint smile on his lips. "Martin, I trust Sarah's judgment. She's intelligent. Besides, did you see how peaceful she looked in his arms, even smiling?"

Even after taking care of Sarah for so long, she had never slept so soundly in her embrace.

Perhaps that man was truly destined for Sarah.

"We're getting old. It's the young people's world now. Sarah has her own path to walk, and we shouldn't interfere too much. Being a solid support for her is enough." Martin pulled Philip closer and planted a kiss on her forehead.

In the grand palace of the Divine Doctor Association, the wind lifted their ink-black hair, dancing in the air, and their robes billowed, ethereal and enchanting.

The main palace of the Divine Doctor Association was grand and magnificent, with each piece of furniture a precious treasure.

For example, the paintings on the walls were at a price of billions, and the antiques on the tables dated back thousands of years.

Although Sylvester didn't have a penchant for collecting antiques or famous paintings, he understood that these were all unique pieces, priceless nowadays.

The treasures outside were nothing compared to what the Divine Doctor Association possessed.

The Divine Doctor Association was truly a haven for antique collectors.

The palace had a total of nine floors, like a lighthouse.

Lela's room was in a separate building.

Following the servants, they passed through the main hall and soon arrived at Lela's secluded palace.

Hailey was Philip's personal servant and was rescued by the Divine Doctor Association.

Dressed in a smoke-colored gown, Hailey pushed open the door and bowed. "Mr. Sylvester, Miss Lela's room is here. Please."

Sylvester nodded slightly and carried Lela inside.

The room was warm, and Lela's face began to regain its color.

Sylvester looked at Lela's sleeping face, his eyes filled with tenderness. It seemed that she had truly let her guard down.

After the long journey to the Divine Doctor Association, both Sylvester and Lela were exhausted. Sylvester felt a fine sheen of sweat on Lela's back and decided to take her to the bathroom.

The bathtub was already filled with warm medicinal water.

Sylvester undressed Lela and carried her into the water.

Lela, still half-asleep, felt gentle kisses on her skin. In the warm, steamy atmosphere, she opened her hazy eyes and saw the handsome face of Sylvester. She instinctively embraced him with a response muddled by drowsiness. In the bathtub, Sylvester held Lela's delicate waist, rippling on the calm the surface of the water.