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Chapter 300 You Hate Me

Listening to the maid's report, Phyllis just gave a faint "uh-huh" and pondered as she looked at the nearly two-meter-tall cactus in the courtyard, lost in thought. The virus situation was tricky—the man only had seven days to live, and the woman wouldn't last much longer either.

Should she watch them die or save them?

Phyllis chuckled lightly, a hint of self-deprecation. She could barely save herself, let alone others. Louis would never agree to let them leave. He might seem kind, but he was cunning and ruthless. He would think she would let them go, only to attract Victor.

Phyllis thought it over and fell silent.

After a while, she stood up, left her villa, and headed towards Prince Louis's palace.

The courtyard was spacious and bright, with a small rose garden.

Prince Louis was practicing swordsmanship. He was highly skilled in Chinese swordsmanship, his techniques exquisite, his moves elegant, and his figure tall and straight. Watching him practice was quite a sight.

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