Chapter 1211:

“Shouldn’t I despise Brevard?” Waylon chuckled bitterly.

“Everyone praises Marisa for her grandeur, but little do they know it was Brevard’s failings that drove her to her limits. If not for Brevard, she wouldn’t have exhausted herself to death at such a young age!”

Harlee observed Waylon, seated at the head of the table.

Despite his evident anger, there was an unmistakable softness in his tone when he spoke of Marisa. Waylon had feelings for Marisa? What was this about? Wasn’t Waylon supposed to be Marisa’s adopted son? Harlee experienced a surge of confusion but kept her expression neutral.

“Do you know Brevard is still alive?” Waylon smirked.

“He’s locked up in the cellar by me.

He’ll never see daylight again.

Ha!”

felt only one thing—he had lost his mind. She had assumed Waylon was motivated by greed or ambition, but it appeared he

wanted chaos in Rovania. Logically, Rovania’s destiny was irrelevant

if the nation vanished,

to smear

at the mention of Marisa. Something felt wrong. Sensing Waylon’s real motives, he subtly squeezed

check it

She once thought they had ensnared Waylon in a trap, but it appeared Waylon had laid out a grand scheme for them, luring them in

their subtle shift in expression, Waylon

you’ve caught on. Yes, I’ve done everything

made a

Rovania government. You’re looking to bury the Rovania government

“Exactly!” Waylon nodded enthusiastically.

a true

passed away at the mere age of thirty?” His motivation was clear: he sought vengeance for

voiced her deduction

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