Chapter 547 A Face-slap

• Those bitches would be torn to pieces by some of them! Wynter was holding pastries as they looked at her, and her lips were slightly parted as she saw the scene. They thought she did a great job of maintaining her poise. She certainly looked like Marie! However, some people were strange, such as Winnie. Despite Winnie's obvious comprehension of these values, she yet felt compelled to defend Naomi right now. Suppressing the odd sensation, she pinched her own hand! It even had some effect on Tobias. Had Dalton not raised his voice, he would have been caught in Naomi's trap.
• This was something he had always found strange. He was well aware of his distaste for Naomi, but when he looked at her with sympathy, as though she were gravely ill. Tobias knitted his brows, preparing to discuss this issue with Wynter. He was unaware that Wynter had already been notified of the issue. Having not reincarnated for a number of incarnations, Leo was more perceptive of people's feelings. "Master, there's a problem right now." Even the cake was no longer absorbed by Leo. A departed spirit or unborn soul was unable to consume food like living things. They absorbed rather than consumed.
• For instance, a cake would lose all of its flavor and perfume if it were absorbed by an unborn soul. It would be similar to chewing on wax if consumed by people. Leaning on Wynter's shoulder, he seemed to desire a clearer view. "The mood has shifted. The bank's magnetic field has been impacted by someone. Can you notice those black mis+, Master? Previously, Wynter was unable to notice them, but now she was able to record some traces. "Are you referring to the dark clouds that rise behind every individual?" Leo gave a nod. "Master, those aren't nice things. That sponsee who always criticizes you is really odd. She appears to have an innate ability to win others around to her cause.