It's okay, I can restore it

"What do you mean?" Satrito was a bit worried, even when he was competing with other people for the Pope position, he had never been this tense.

"It's very clear what I'm saying. You disappoint me Satrito." Sarina frowned, and a bit of disappointment could be seen in her beautiful eyes, after a brief pause she said: "You only needed me to become Pope."

"No, Sarina, you are wrong. I love you, I really love you." Satrito quickly explained: "But Sarinba, he doesn't know anything, he still thinks he is your son, he has never disappointed you, why would you do that?"

Sarina glanced at Satrito and said slowly: "Satrito, why are you in such a hurry? It seems... you are very worried about that woman's son."

"No, I…"

"It's okay. Let him show his value. If he has no value, let him die." Sarina spoke softly, but her words contained such coldness that it made Satrito shiver.

"Sarina… that's our son." Satrito frowned and said.