Wrap It Up, Go Regret in the Halls of Hell

Bang...

Ninth Royal Uncle struck with full force, knocking Prince Terrence Valen's jaw askew so he could no longer speak.

Terrence crashed to the ground, unable to speak, but his venomous glare at Serena was undiminished.

He refused to believe his words hadn't disgusted Ninth Royal Uncle. As long as Nolan was disgusted with Serena, her fate would be sealed.

He might not have the power to kill Ninth Royal Uncle now, but he could still ruin Serena.

Serena hadn't spoken a word from start to finish, just stood there watching coldly.

Everything Terrence said was true—these humiliations had already happened. She couldn't refute or explain them away, and Nolan had known about them long ago. If he cared, they wouldn’t have come this far together.

Terrence's mouth worked soundlessly, still trying to speak, but Nolan gave him no chance. As Terrence hit the ground, Nolan crouched beside him, seized his throat, and lifted him up.

Terrence didn't know what Nolan intended, but he knew he wouldn't be spared. He didn’t struggle, meeting Nolan’s gaze with a look of fearless defiance.

Terrence feared death, but he would never beg for his life.