Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 48

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**

Emma stood there, her heart racing with a mixture of dread and determination. The thought of death was not an option for her. If she were to perish, who else would be able to calm the tempest that raged within his mind?

That had to be the reason behind his sudden appearance, she mused.

It certainly wasn’t out of concern for her well-being.

Cradling Coalball in her arms, Emma surveyed her surroundings, her brow furrowing in discontent. “This place hardly seems conducive to a mental comfort session,” she remarked, her voice tinged with skepticism.

Drake, with a dismissive flick of his impeccably sculpted hand, summoned a luxurious rest pod that materialized before her in an instant. “This will suffice. I’ll arrange for my personnel to secure the perimeter. You need not worry about any interruptions,” he declared with an air of authority.

A wave of frustration washed over Emma as she felt the urge to confront the extravagant elite.

This rest pod was even more opulent than the one Edric had arranged for her. Just one of these pods was worth tens of billions of star coins. She had once thought that was an unimaginable fortune, yet it seemed to pale in comparison to what Drake must have spent on this extravagant piece of furniture.

As she followed him inside, her breath caught in her throat at the sight that greeted her. The floor and walls were adorned with shimmering gems and the cores of high-ranking beasts. She had thought Drake’s bed, crafted from Rank 8 beast cores, represented the pinnacle of luxury, but this rest pod was a realm of excess she had never fathomed.

He was unfathomably wealthy—almost obscenely so!

Drake settled himself into a chair that sparkled with gemstones, and Emma approached him, her mind swirling with thoughts.

After a brief moment of hesitation, she finally spoke, “Um, since I’ve already consumed your potion, let’s forgo the star coin payment for this mental comfort session. Instead, could you do me a favor? I seem to have lost track of Edric and Damian, and I’m certain they’re worried sick about me.”

Drake was already well-informed about Edric, having heard from his subordinates. Edric was not just any suitor; he was one of Emma’s more earnest admirers.

Unlike Damian or even Drake himself, Edric genuinely sought a connection with her.

Bond?

The very notion made Drake’s stomach churn uncomfortably.

“Why do you fret over those failures—who couldn’t even safeguard their own huntress—going mad with worry about you, instead of holding them accountable?” he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm and derision.

Emma’s unwavering sense of loyalty was truly perplexing.

She seemed to be easily swayed by the allure of star coins, and the moment someone extended a shred of kindness, she would fall for it all over again.

She had almost met her end at the hands of a Rank 11 Chitinid, yet instead of feeling anger or resentment, she was concerned about those two unworthy suitors.

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