Chapter 56 When Anger Fades

• I stood there, trembling with rage, my fists clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. How dare she? How dare Kassandra beg for that pathetic excuse of a man’s life? Rowon didn’t deserve mercy. He didn’t deserve anything but the sharp end of Darius’s claws down his throat. But what made my blood boil wasn’t her desperate pleas—it was the audacity of her standing there, pretending to be a mother, clutching a baby when she had abandoned her own child for money. Hypocrite.
• I glared at her, my voice venomous as I hissed, "Darius, don’t listen to her. Finish him off. Or else we’ll both regret it one day.”
• The baby in her arms wailed suddenly, the sound cutting through my cold heart for a second. It was loud, desperate, almost as if it knew what I was asking. My lips curled into a bitter smirk. Trust me, kid, I’m doing you a favour.