"WELCOME!"
As the faint sunlight began to rise, Asteria shouted from the throne. Observing the couple who was dragged into the arena. "What do you think you are doing?! Let us go!" Layla Rae yelled as soon as the cloth around her mouth was removed. "Lucas, why don't you inform your little sister about her situation?" Ria smiled.
And the Duke Lucas Callum stood forward. Staring down at his sister beneath a cold gaze. He was so ruthless. Choosing to watch his sister getting brutally murdered. "You have disappointed me, Layla Rae!" Lucas raised his tone. Terrifying the woman on her knees. "No, brother. Save me. She is the real wicked witch here!"
Layla Rae yelped. Her hands were tied as Rhys Lawson felt like passing out in view of the fact that the young woman did not let them sleep nor eat for hours. "I wonder who was the one who promised to behave well and stayed like my dead sister" Lucas stated under a calm face. It made everyone's eyes widened in shock.