"I'm asking you one last time: Let her go, will you?" Through gritted teeth, Roland appeared to be delivering the ultimatum.

"Then I will answer you one last time-never!" Selena's attitude was resolute. "I will never let her go. This time, I will definitely put her to death. There is no other choice; I have to protect myself. If she survives, the next one on the list might be me, my husband, or my children. She has to die!"

Selena's words were fierce, probably because she was enraged by Roland.

"Hah! Some good daughter you are! What a good daughter raised by my own two hands!"

Refusing to give Roland another look, Selena turned to leave.

"You should never have been born!" Roland produced a dagger from his chest. Seeing this, the servant called out in panic, "Look out!"

"Go to hell!" Roland rushed toward Selena in murderous rage.

By the time Selena turned around, the dagger was already inches away from her. It pierced into her arm as she was shifting her body sideways.

Selena's arm, Roland refused to give up. He pulled the dagger

Roland's hand in defense. Her injured arm was decommissioned. There was only one servant in the room, who was shocked to her core and couldn't move a muscle. She

I want it back! Go to hell! Everything will be fine when you're dead!" Roland cried with all

the sound of her own

father really hate

its target on Selena's chest, Pierre

Roland's chest. Upon impact, Roland staggered a

as he helped Selena up

He swiftly carried her in his arms.

Pierre's face. Selena, however, raised her eyes to look at him

out a hand to touch Pierre's face. "I'm okay. I just hurt my arm. I won't die

and her wounded arm was completely drenched in blood. Pierre guessed that the dagger had probably nicked an artery, for there wouldn't have been this much blood otherwise. "You'll be

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