"..."

So, did their outing really progress that quickly?

Selena Kensington looked at Lark Mayfield, whose face now showed none of her earlier pride or icy demeanor.

Instead, she appeared like a young girl just experiencing love for the first time.

This contrast left Selena momentarily unable to process it.

Annelise Mayfield was even less able to come to terms with it.

She stared at Lark Mayfield and Miles Goodman, her mouth unconsciously agape, her eyes showing disbelief.

After all, in Annelise Mayfield’s mind, Lark Mayfield had always been a proud, cold figure who did not easily show emotions.

Though Lark wasn’t much older than her, due to her status and power in the Mayfield Family, Lark was her guardian, and Annelise often felt a bit afraid of her.

Seeing such a drastic change in Lark, Annelise was momentarily unable to accept it.

Annelise stared blankly for a long time, watching Lark and Miles approach her, bypass her, and sit on the double sofa beside her.

"..."

Annelise resisted, but eventually couldn’t help speaking, "Aunt, who is he..."

Even though Miles came with Annelise, she truly didn’t know who he was.

"Hmm?"

Lark’s eyes sparkled with a hint of light.

Upon hearing Annelise’s words, she curved her lips slightly, "My man."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The one who made a sound wasn’t Annelise, but Selena.

Selena had been intending to take a sip of water to calm down.

As she raised the warm water on the table for a sip, she heard Lark’s comment, which caught her off guard, causing her to cough.

Sterling Norwood took the water cup from her hand and gently patted her back with his other hand.

"Cough..."

Miles gave a light cough.

But Lark, beside him, was not pleased. Her beautiful eyes glared, "Do you want to change your mind?"

Her tone carried an air of dominance and threat.

Miles’s eyes showed a hint of helplessness; he took one of Lark’s hands and spoke softly, "No."

He had already given up once.

Now that she had come back to him and never abandoned him, he would not make the same mistake again.

Thinking of Lark’s struggles, Miles’s guilt for her grew.

He tightened his grip on her hand.

Only then did Lark feel satisfied and withdraw the dominant aura she emitted.

Annelise watched all of this with a numb look.

She was tired.

She was still a child; why did they have to let her experience this?

So Annelise, representing all single folks and children, said.

Having received Miles’s satisfactory response, Lark then turned to Selena and Sterling, beginning to talk business.

"I can help you extract the tempting seed, but I advise you not to do it now."

Miles had already explained the general situation to Lark outside.

So Lark now had a rough understanding of Selena’s situation.

"Why."

The one who asked this was Sterling.

Lark paused, then glanced at Annelise.

The other side looked at her with pure eyes, though there was evident confusion in them.

"Annelise."

Lark thought for a moment and spoke.

"What is it, Aunt?"

Annelise asked in confusion.

"Roxanne Sutton is just outside; go play with her for a while."

Lark said softly.

Hearing that Roxanne was also here, Annelise’s eyes brightened.

But she then recalled what she had previously found out, and the light in her eyes began to dim.

Still, she was somewhat delighted to see Roxanne, and immediately stood up.

"Then Aunt, I’ll go find Roxanne."

With those words, Annelise happily skipped out.

Once Annelise had left, Lark continued, "When you first react, there should be some voices trying to seduce you and break down your mental defenses."

Selena recalled last night’s ’thud’ ’thud’ sounds, as if knocking on her heart...

She nodded slightly, then added.

"But, it was not very obvious."

"Because this is just the beginning. As the newborn grows, these reactions will become increasingly violent. Sterling’s blood can only suppress it to some extent, but the Ancient Wilds were originally a world of the law of the jungle."

"Though the newborn will be suppressed by the father’s bloodline, this is only temporary. As they desperately crave to absorb and grow, this suppression will weaken."

"And at that time, you’re facing a growing newborn."

Lark analyzed step by step.

With each sentence Lark spoke, Sterling’s face darkened slightly.

Selena soothingly placed her hand on his.

Lark glanced at Selena and Sterling, continuing, "Later on, when the newborn becomes active, you’ll be facing not only physical pain but psychological challenges too."

Miles followed up, "We can use the Heavenly Master Power to protect your internal organs from being jolted by the newborn’s power, but the psychological aspect... will rely on the tempting seed’s ability."

Selena’s heart stirred, and she looked over, "What do you mean?"

Lark, looking relaxed, leaned lightly against Miles, speaking leisurely, "The tempting seed is the Mayfield family’s highest ability; only I possess it in this generation."

"And the tempting seed not only induces dark and negative emotions but is more about creating... dreams."

Hearing Lark’s words, surprise flashed through Selena’s eyes.

"Dreams?"

Lark nodded lightly.

"Creating a beautiful dream for you to indulge in the world of dreams, keeping you from being seduced by the newborn."

For the first time hearing about such a magical ability from the Mayfield family, Selena widened her eyes in astonishment.

So the tempting seed has such ability?

Thus, what she experienced in her past life was just a surface manifestation of the tempting seed?

Thinking that if this cunning ability kept a person indulged in dreams and unable to wake up...

Wouldn’t that be killing invisibly?

She suddenly dared not consider it further.

Nonetheless, she was more intrigued by why Lark cooperated so willingly?

After pondering for a while, she eventually glanced at Miles beside Lark.

Perhaps Miles had said something to her earlier, prompting her willing support.

After listening to Lark’s words, a contemplative expression appeared in Sterling’s eyes.

Finally, he looked up at Lark, "Your conditions?"

He couldn’t believe Lark would assist them merely out of kindness.

Lark chuckled derisively, "No need, I’m doing this for myself."

As she said this, she slightly raised her chin, a hint of pride in her eyes.