The wedding photo was taken by Serena alone. James did not appear.
However, looking at the indifferent and noble man in the photo, Serena found it hard to associate the cold and stubborn man from five years later with the current one.
His facial features were defined, and his black hair was slightly scattered around his ears. He had a high nose bridge, long and narrow eyes, and blue pupils that seemed to make people indulge in them.
James was a mixed-blood man. His father was the young master of the Nelson family, and his mother was the daughter of the famous Langley family in Estan.
However, both of them died of a strange illness more than ten years ago.
The butler moved Serena's luggage into the trunk and set off for the Nelson family's territory, Dragon Mountain.
Dragon Mountain was located in the suburbs of New York. New York's moat extended to this place. No one dared to live here. The entire mountain was the territory of the Nelson family.
It was a place with mountains and rivers, and the geomancy was excellent.
There was a path leading to the top of the mountain. At the mountainside, there were independent villas.
These were all the residences of the Nelson branch family.
They were like guardians guarding Patriarch Nelson's residence on the mountaintop.
In front of them were ancient pavilions and waterside pavilions with rockery. After passing by a huge fountain, they saw an ancient castle made of cold marble. It was cold and mysterious, with a strong sense of antiquity.
It was surrounded by tall and verdant trees.
The butler parked the car in front of the main building of the castle.
Serena got out of the car, but the butler frowned slightly. It was strange. There should be servants from the castle coming out to welcome her at this time.
After a while, a few servants from the castle ran out in a hurry." Mr. Butler, Young Master, he... he's acting up again!"
"Several people have already been seriously injured!!"
Those people panted slightly as they looked at the butler and hurriedly said.
The butler's eyes darkened. "He was fine when he went out just now."
After the butler finished speaking, he looked at Serena apologetically." Miss Johnson, I'm sorry. I can't entertain you."
Serena shook her head. "Go ahead."
After the butler left, the servants of the castle helped her carry her luggage.
"Young Madam, leave your luggage downstairs first. Young Master is still in the room..." the maid said. They were all servants raised by the Nelson family. Not only were they well-trained, but they were also loyal to the Nelson family.
Serena nodded, but her gaze was fixed on the direction the butler had left.
In the Nelson family's ancient castle, the main building was in the middle. The banquet hall was on the left, and the office and entertainment area was on the right.
Serena followed the butler's direction.
She had heard about James's illness in her previous life, but most of the news was blocked by the Nelson family. She only knew that he would suddenly go crazy from time to time.
Serena walked to the attic on the right and saw a few people covered in blood being carried out of the room. They were all hurt on their bodies. The servants seemed to be used to it and carried them away.
At the door, an old man and the butler were extremely anxious.
"Sir, they won't be able to hold on for long," the butler said.
Hearing the sounds of fighting coming from inside, Sir Nelson's brows were tightly locked.
A team of well-trained secret guards had just entered, but they were still unable to defeat James's one-sided massacre.
The violent nature in his heart...was getting more and more active.
"Let me try." Serena's voice sounded behind them.
Sir Nelson turned around with a puzzled expression.
He knew that this was his granddaughter-in-law who had just gotten married to James today. He shook his head without thinking.
"No, it's not safe for you to go in now. The only way is to wait for James to release the violence in his heart."
But when he remembered that the other party was someone James had mentioned and that Serena had taken the initiative to call him calmly, he began to hesitate again.