The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 2394: Even in Dreams, We’ll Face It Together!

The people and scenes before my eyes changed like a kaleidoscope, spinning rapidly and converging into a bizarre vortex.

Carson Flores felt he too had become a part of this vortex, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Just as the last sliver of clarity in Carson’s mind was about to sink, a crisp voice echoed in his head.

"Brother, now that you have a sister, do you not want me anymore?"

Brother?

Carson was startled. Who was this?

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and Samantha Tate stood before him, looking at him pitifully, her eyes filled with sorrow.

Looking at Samantha Tate, Carson’s once completely muddled mind suddenly cleared a bit.

Samantha Tate!

Shirley Miller’s cousin, what was she doing here?

That’s right, she was also his woman, she deeply loved him...

"Carson, I’m still waiting for you at home!"

Beside Samantha appeared the figure of Alfred Weaver, looking at Carson with expectation: "When are you coming home?"

Carson instinctively replied, "Home, aren’t I already home?"

Alfred whispered, "This is your home, I’m talking about our home, Leisure Immortal Island, our small home, have you already forgotten?"

Leisure Immortal Island!

Carson’s once blurred consciousness began to regain clarity.

That’s right, he had become a Great Land Immortal, settled on Leisure Immortal Island, his parents...

No, they were fake!

His mother was in the Barbaric Wilderness Realm, his father’s body was still in the Ten Thousand Immortals Domain; how could they appear in the Mortal Realm, at Shirley Miller’s house?

Fake!

All of this was fake!

Carson’s consciousness grew clearer, countless memories re-emerged, and his dazed eyes regained clarity.

Alfred stepped forward, taking Carson’s arm: "Carson, let’s go home."

Carson followed Alfred forward, and in the blink of an eye, the scene before them changed once again, becoming Leisure Immortal Island, their home of ten years.

Looking at everything in front of him, Carson’s mind was no longer confused.

Shirley Miller and several other women appeared before Carson again, even Cirelle Moonshadow was there.

Carson sighed: "Dreaming like this is meaningless, I’ve lived through this in reality for who knows how long. If in dreams you duplicate reality, can’t there be a bit of novelty?"

Since childhood, Carson had an obsession with his parents, having greatly lacked fatherly and motherly love. Because of this, even if it was fake, he couldn’t help but sink into that happily illusionary family, not wanting to leave.

However, in his heart, it was not only Shirley Miller, and subconsciously, his choice was wrong. Hence, people like Samantha Tate and Alfred appeared to stop him, urging him to return to Leisure Immortal Island, helping him escape the first false dream.

Looking at the women before him, Carson smiled: "Everything here is beautiful, but I don’t need to experience it in a phantasmagoric dream. I’ve personally owned this happiness..."

"But you have not owned me."

Cirelle Moonshadow suddenly stepped out of the crowd towards Carson, her clothes slowly falling to the floor, revealing a body as fair as jade.

Her face was flushed, eyes shy: "Carson, I’ve liked you for a long time, but I didn’t dare to say it. Today, I’ve finally mustered up the courage, Carson, take me."

As Cirelle reached Carson, she stood completely bare before him, face showing shyness and courage, gazing directly into Carson’s eyes, then grabbed Carson’s hand, placing it on her chest.

Carson’s heart trembled, instinctively turning to the other women, only to find them not stopping, instead smiling and undressing, encircling him.

"Brother, let’s be together then."

"Haven’t you wanted this for a while now?"

Even if the women before him had shared his bed for many years, Carson still found it hard to resist.

Which man could withstand this?

Carson fell among the women, his consciousness starting to become uncontrollably chaotic and muddled once more.

Seeing his consciousness about to fall into that kaleidoscope-like bottomless abyss again, Carson shouted: "Wait, let me show you a treasure."

The women drew closer, entwining Carson, soft and fragrant, enticing one to sink deeper.

In Carson’s hand, however, appeared a pitch-black sphere, a powerful explosive magical instrument capable of killing a Profound Immortal, which he found among Tatum Howard’s relics.

The sphere burst forth with intense golden light, its terrifying aura vibrating.

The women screamed in terror; some tried to seize it, some pleaded, some scolded.

Carson was unmoved, even wearing a smile: "Don’t be afraid, whether in reality or in a dream, I’ll face it with you all, even if it means death."

"Boom!"

An intense white light instantly engulfed everyone, Carson felt himself torn to shreds by the explosion, and simultaneously, the scene before him suddenly shattered like a broken mirror, scattering in all directions.

A voice like a great bell resonated in Carson’s mind.

"Life has its sufferings, the path lies within."

"Follow the heart and nature, the path leads to the heavens and earth."