The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 749 - 747 Snowstorm Mountain Villa

Amidst the snow-covered mountain paths,

a large-trunked jeep was moving slowly. Even with the windshield wipers on the highest setting, half the view was still blocked by the heavy snowfall.

In the passenger seat sat a golden-haired, blue-eyed young woman just past twenty,

Her muscular yet pale-skinned long legs were tightly squeezed and leaned against the car door, her gaze thoughtfully fixed on the dark window.

Driving was a refined young man wearing rimless glasses, dressed in a crisply ironed suit, with special gifts from other states placed on the rear seat.

"Dear, I didn’t expect such heavy snow... If it keeps up, we might not be able to leave after dinner," the man said.

But the young woman kept her eyes on the outside, resolute, "No matter what, we leave after eating!"

Soon, a large French mansion situated at the foot of a snowy mountain came into view. When the vehicle entered the estate, they unexpectedly saw police lights flashing at the entrance.

"Police?" the driving man asked, somewhat surprised.

"That old thing could be up to anything."

"Dear, let’s get out and take a look," suggested the young woman.

The man, with gentlemanly grace, got out of the car first and opened an umbrella, intending to shelter the woman in the passenger seat,

Who, however, had already stepped out, ignoring the wind and snow to walk into the mansion.

The man immediately followed her, and before entering the door, he brushed off the snowflakes clinging to her body.

For some reason, as the snow melted in his palm, he detected a faint smell of blood.

"Welcome home, young miss!"

The mansion’s grand entrance was already lined with a row of maids, and at the end stood a middle-aged woman with traces of her former beauty, but with strands of white hair at her temples.

"Aunt Ima!"

The young woman’s emotions suddenly became uncontrollable, and she burst into tears, rushing forward to embrace the woman.

The middle-aged woman gently stroked the young woman’s golden hair, as if comforting her own daughter, then turned to the young man standing at the door with a gift box,

"This must be Mr. Calvin Frey, whom you mentioned on the phone? A fine figure of a man, indeed, but..."

Aunt Ima, the nanny, was clearly preoccupied with other thoughts,

At a glance, the eldest daughter, Jennifer, noticed something was off, "It’s alright, I’ll do my best to have a peaceful conversation with father, anyway it’s the last time we’ll meet. Regardless of whether he agrees or not, I’m leaving."

"Alright then..."

"Aunt Ima, what’s the matter with the police at the entrance?"

"Officer Yumaz is an old friend of the master. Because the blizzard has cut off the phone lines, he personally drove here to inform the master that this abrupt storm might turn out worse than expected, and he advises us strongly not to go out tonight."

"Tsk..."

Jennifer immediately showed a disgusted expression. If the blizzard completely covered the roads, they might indeed have to stay the night. Just the thought of spending the night made Jennifer feel extremely uncomfortable.

At that moment, her fiancé, Calvin, came up from behind and wrapped his arms around her midsection, offering her a sense of security.

"It’s okay, dear. I’ll be with you the whole time," he assured her.

Jennifer’s eyes flashed with resistance and killing intent, but she quickly concealed it and went along with the embrace.

"Aunt Ima, has my sister been living here all this time?"

"Yes, Miss Sharon has always stayed at home. She’s currently helping in the kitchen and you’ll see her at the banquet later. I’m not sure if she remembers you, her sister."

"Sharon didn’t go to school?"

"Since you left, the master didn’t let her go to school. A home tutor comes every day to teach Sharon, but she herself is very dependent on this home and has no desire to venture out."

"Hmm, we’ll see at the banquet later."

Just then, a man dressed as an electrician came out of a compartment, speaking with a distressed look on his face, "The blizzard is too fierce, and power can’t be restored anytime soon. The generator should last until tomorrow morning... I might not be able to get back today, I wonder if I could stay for the night?"

"No problem. Please take this electrician gentleman to the guest room on the first floor to rest."

As the nanny named a maid to lead the electrician to rest,

Footsteps echoed from the second floor of the hall, accompanied by a deep and powerful voice,

"Mr. Dick Drum is an excellent electrician, his professionalism is befitting the dinner tonight, after all, even such lowly outsiders can rely on the status of ’fiancé’ to attend the banquet."

Everyone looked up,

as three people emerged from the right-side entrance on the second floor,

The speaker was none other than the master of the mansion—Leidun Bell, whose extremely dark eye circles seemed to have been tormented by insomnia for a long time; he was leaning on a cane while the other hand was supported by a middle-aged man in a police officer’s uniform.

At his side was the county police—Sebastian Wilkeson.

Another figure beside the master of the Bell household was a shy little girl, barely over ten years old. She was also the family’s second daughter, Sharon Bell.

With that, all characters appeared in the same scene.

The Audience wearing the Theater Viewing Skull had their perspective gradually elevated at this moment, overlooking the mansion’s hall. Several characters also fell before their eyes:

[Chapter 1: Before the Dinner Below the Blizzard]

As the characters rose, the people in the hall went to the opulent dining room, where an array of dishes had already been prepared, but there was one seat missing.

Clearly, Leidun Bell did not at all favour the fiancé his eldest daughter had brought back, and he had his servants remove the dinnerware and chair on the spot.

Unsurprisingly, this move completely infuriated Jennifer, who immediately flipped her own tableware and cursed at her father, venting everything that had been suppressed in her heart, with tears spilling out as her emotions surged, her acting reaching unprecedented heights.

Even the attempt of the nanny Ima to soothe her was utterly useless,

As the master of the mansion, Leidun, remained unresponsive until Jennifer had vented to a certain extent and started crying on the table, only then did he slowly say:

"The outside world has blinded your eyes, Jennifer.

The man at your side is nothing but a dirty and despicable lowlife. It was only for your sake that I allowed such an inferior person to step into our family estate."

Jennifer’s emotions were ignited again, "You’re the last person who has any right to say that, where were you when mom died! You are the one who..."

Suddenly, bang! 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

A loud noise as the dining room window glass shattered!

A pigeon that had crashed and died fell right in the center of the table, its neck pierced by glass shards, its blood immediately dyeing the tablecloth red.

Immediately after, a heavy blizzard poured into the dining room, and the banquet had to be stopped.

Everyone was promptly arranged to their corresponding floor rooms to rest temporarily, and the meals would be delivered shortly. Jennifer wanted to leave, but the snow outside had almost buried their cars; they were essentially trapped for the night.

As everyone returned to their rooms

Click! The power generator that was supposed to last until the next morning suddenly switched off, and the entire mansion plunged into darkness,

The once kindly-faced family members or visitors now showed their sinister smiles amidst such darkness, and a certain seal deep within the mansion seemed to be coming undone.

The eldest daughter, Jennifer, had just taken a hot shower and stood naked in front of the washstand,

lighting a candle and watching herself in the mirror, twisting her neck in a twisted angle, with a dagger rotating in her hand.

Her lower half bore distinct suture marks, and the lower body did not belong to her; a desiccated worm-like body was wrapped around her back, swelling and regenerating from the recent shower.

A man’s head with black hair served as the head of the worm and dangled over Jennifer’s shoulder, both staring at the mirror.

Nash, also placed here as some special character, was a peculiar Gu worm, in symbiosis with the eldest daughter, Jennifer. Seeing his ’second boss’ in such a body almost made him lose control and lapse in poise.

"Everyone’s acting isn’t bad, and I can’t quite distinguish their corresponding roles yet, but... the real drama is about to begin.

Let’s go~ take advantage of the darkness to verify the old man’s identity."