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Chapter 471

Chapter 471

Deserts were already water-scarce, but the Moalee Desert was so dry that it rarely saw any rainfall in a year. If

Macro were sent to such a place, he might be driven crazy.

Cecil continued, “I think you might be sent there with him.”

“No way. Why would we go there? There's no mission for us there, Bernard was confused.

In any case, it was best not to end up in such a place. It was deadly. Forget about the lack of bathing facilities,

Bernard was messier than Macro, but that didn’t mean he could accept the idea of living in such conditions. The

food there was also hard to swallow.

Cecil said, “Because your mouth is as annoying as Macro’s

Bernard was taken aback, thinking that was not a fair comparison. “That's a bit harsh, man. When did | offend

you?”

Cecil replied, “You didn’t offend me, but you offended Mr. Moretti.

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“When did that happen? Such a big deal, and | don’t know about it? Bernard looked bewildered.

Seeing Bernard's puzzled expression, Cecil felt even more at a loss for words.

Bernard, noticing Cecil's silence, said, “Wait, are you talking about those little things? Is it really that serious?

“Mr. Giovanni almost drowned Macro over those little things. You think it’s not serious? Cecil said.

Bernard paused, thinking about Macro’s physical condition and how he had swum more than 6 miles in the sea.

It was really a close call.

Is Mr. Giovanni and Mr. Moretti’s tolerance really that small? Is it really worth it? thought Bernard.

When Lorenzo cdownstairs, he saw Bernard glaring at Cecil with a grudge, while Cecil turned his face away,

clearly not wanting to engage with him.

Seeing Lorenzo cdown, Cecil stood up and respectfully called out, “Mr. Moretti.

Lorenzo was wearing a dark blue robe. His long legs were visible beneath it, and his partially unbuttoned robe

revealed glimpses of his chest. The morning light made his wolf tattoo look even more lifelike.

Cecil couldn't help but think about Ella’s petite frnext to Lorenzo’s imposing figure.

Lorenzo sat down on the sofa and said coldly, “Is everything taken care of?”

Cecil nodded. “Don’t worry, it's all done. And | left one alive for you.” As per the usual rule.

Lorenzo nodded. His gaze then fell on Bernard, and the sudden attention made Bernard shudder.

Almost instantly, he knelt on the ground, “Mr. Moretti, I'm sorry. | truly know | was wrong. | don’t want to go to

the Moalee Desert. Have mercy on me, and I'll change my ways.”

Cecil was silent. His mouth twitched. ‘Is this guy for real?”

Lorenzo's expression turned somewhat sour.

Bernard said, “I swear, | swear by all that’s sacred, I'll never dare to gossip about you again.”

Cecil was taken aback. ‘Is this guy really an idiot? All he needs to do is to admit his mistake; why bring up all this

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stuff? He is really going overboard.

The word “gossip” exploded in the quiet air like a bomb.

Lorenzo first froze, then a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Oh? Spreading gossip aboutbehind my

back?” He emphasized the word “gossip” heavily.

Hearing the stressed tone, Bernard was stunned. He looked at Lorenzo blankly, then nodded blankly.

This nod caused the air to becdeathly silent. Cecil turned his face away. ‘What kind of fool am | working

with?”

At this moment, Cecil was most worried that Bernard would say the gossip was shared with him. Honestly, every

tit happened, he had tried to stop it. This was definitely not a discussion; it was purely Bernard's one-sided

dissemination of gossip.

Bernard, however, didn’t notice Cecil's constant signaling. Facing Lorenzo's half-smiling expression, he panicked

and nodded blankly. “Yeah.”

Lorenzo asked, “What kind of gossip did you spread? Tell me.” His tone was light, but the laughter in it carried an

unmistakable hint of danger.

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