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Norman warmly welcomed Sylas, Julian, and the dozen members of the Star Gate, ushering them to sit on the living room sofas.

Then, turning to Carl, his ever–present butler, he instructed, “Carl, have the maids serve coffee to Mr. McLean and all our esteemed guests.”

“As you wish, Mr. Weston,” Carl responded,

Following his acknowledgment, Carl gave a prolonged call, “Bring the coffee!”

Soon, four or five young, beautiful maids, dressed in black short skirts and white aprons, gracefully entered carrying trays of coffee.

Their entrance momentarily captivated the younger members of the Star Gate, their eyes riveted to the maids graceful figures.

Julian, with his usual cold demeanor, remained silent, seemingly indifferent to the attractive maids.

“Mr. McLean, please enjoy your coffee,” a particularly radiant maid said as she placed a cup of tea in front of Sylas.

Her sweet voice and enchanting smile put Sylas at case,

Coming back to his senses, Sylas replied with a smile, Thank you,

miss.

The other maids served tea to each member of the Star Gate, placing it either directly in their hands or on the tables before them.

The young Star Gate members, just like Sylas, were completely enchanted by the radiant young maids. As the maids left after serving the coffee, Sylas and the other Star Gate members found their gazes lingering, seemingly entranced by their graceful retreat

“Mr. McLean, and esteemed friends from Star Gate,” Norman began, holding up his cup with a warmth that radiated from his smile, “this is a premium coffee from my private collection. I rarely indulge in it myself, but with such distinguished guests gracing my home today, it’s only fitting to share the best.

Norman picked up the cup in his hand and smiled warmly,

“Please, taste and let me know your thoughts on its flavor.

With that, Norman took a sip, his eyes closing slightly as if he was savoring the rich aroma and flavor, seemingly lost in the exquisite taste of the coffee.

Sylas and the rest of the Star Gate members, realizing the significance of Norman’s words, understood that they were being treated with premium coffee.

The reception could be said to be profound and grand.

They were being treated like true honored guests.

Sylas and all the Star Gate masters felt truly pampered

Their impression of Norman improved dramatically, seeing him as a commendable elder. They each took a sip of the tea.

They picked up their coffee one after another.

As soon as the coffee touched their lips, they were captivated by its exquisite flavor.

They instantly recognized that this wasn’t just a top–tier coffee, but the crème de la crème of all coffees Probably the most amazing coffee they had ever tasted

Exquisite teal Sylas’s face lit up with delight, pouring out praise. The other younger Star Gate masters echoed their appreciation. Even the usually stoic Julian, after a few sips, had a gleam in his eye.

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Without a doubt, he too recognized the superior quality of the coffee.

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Norman slowly opened his eyes, noting that Sylas and the others had nearly finished their coffee.

A subtle, mischievous smile graced his lips.

Lawrence had once mentioned that just a sprinkle of the sedative powder into the coffee would knock anyone out within five minutes, even elite internal force martialist.

Now, having witnessed Sylas and his crew consume the tainted coffee, Norman just had to wait for them to succumb.

The minutes ticked by….

In less than five minutes, Sylas and the others started to feel uneasy. Dizziness overwhelmed them. making them feel as though they had consumed too much alcohol. Their strength waned, and their consciousness blurred.

Cups slipped from their grasp, shattering upon impact.

Soon, Sylas and the Star Gate masters collapsed onto the sofas, one by one.

Only Julian, due to his superior martial arts, remained conscious a bit longer than the others.

But the world already seemed to spin around Julian, and even when he tried to focus, everything appeared hazy and doubled.

Pointing a trembling finger at Norman, Julian rasped, “You… you poisoned the coffee?” Norman replied with a cold smirk, “My friend from Star Gate, you must be mistaken.

“Why would I poison the coffee, a luxury even I rarely indulge in?

“Perhaps you’re simply weary from your long journey to Oakhaven.

“Since you’re feeling tired, why not rest up here in my house?”

“L… will… kill… Julian attempted to rise shakily from the sofa, but before he could finish his threat, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

A sinister smile spread across Norman’s face. “It seems the sedative powder Lawrence provided really does pack a punch,” he mused.

He then turned to Carl and ordered, “Lock these people in the mansion’s dungeons.

Carl, with concern etched on his face, questioned, “Sir, if we lock these Star Gate members with Benjamin, won’t the secret of the Treasure Map be at risk?” Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Norman’s eyes glittered dangerously. “So what if they knew the secret?

“Do you think they’ll ever see the light of day again?”

Carl caught on, “You mean… keep them and Benjamin locked away forever?”

With an intense gaze, Norman confirmed, “Exactly. If Star Gate ever finds out about today, the Weston family could face annihilation.

“For our family’s sake, they can’t be freed until death.”

“But sir,” Carl interjected, “these Star Gate members are internal force martialist. Keeping them in the dungeon might pose a risk of escape. Should we take special precautions?”

“Carl, if they try to escape, Norman said chillingly, “break their limbs. They won’t get far.”

“Yes, sir. I’ll see to it immediately,” Carl responded obediently.

At that moment, Thomas and Tobias, who were supposedly capturing Lawrence, entered the room with their guards.

Indeed, Thomas and his team never intended to capture Lawrence. It was all a ruse for the benefit of Sylas and his crew.

The entire charade was designed to deceive Sylas and his companions, lulling them into complacency,

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Looking at the sofa where Sylas and all the members of Star Gate had collapsed from the effects of the sedative powder, both Thomas and Tobias associate looked visibly pleased.

“Dad, have we secured our victory?” Thomas approached Norman with a grin.

Norman nodded.

He then spoke to Thomas with an earnest tone, “Although we’ve successfully subdued Sylas and his Star Gate associates, we must remain cautious. The Carter family has eyes watching our manor from the outside. We must continue as planned.”

Thomas acknowledged, “Understood, Father. I’ll arrange for our top experts to drive the Rolls– Royce out of the manor immediately. This will make those watching believe that Sylas and his group have left.” With that, Thomas turned and exited the villa.

Meanwhile, Carl directed a team of elite guards to carry the unconscious members of Star Gate away. A few minutes later, a slightly damaged Rolls–Royce departed from the Weston family’s manor…

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