Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 485 A Word of Caution

After a moment of silence, Orion finally spoke, his brow furrowed with an unshakeable gloom.

"No, maybe next time."

As he said this, he stood up, intending to leave.

Despite sitting here for an hour, so close to her, he felt distance that seemed to stretch farther away with each passing moment.

Justin's eyes widened in surprise, then he let out a sudden, cold laugh.

"Mr. Dros doesn't dare to see her, does he? I remember your little lover shares the same blood type as Seraphina, right? Didn't she give her blood more than a few times over those three years? Now, when Seraphina is in dire need, it's someone else's blood that saved her-your love rival." Orion's back stiffened at the words, and his gaze turned icy.

He pivoted sharply. His expression darkened, and the atmosphere around him grew heavy and tense.

"Justin."

The man before him was Justin, Seraphina's brother, which is why he felt safe enough to say those words.

in smirked; this was a fact, and there was no argument against it.

ry word was true, leaving no room for rebuttal.

"Do you even know how precious her blood is? We've cushioned every corner of our home. Did you know that she has never cut her own fruit? She hasn't even seen a fruit knife in her life."

Justin sat there, his chin slightly raised, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"You know nothing. When she stubbornly insisted on marrying you, she entrusted her life to you, yet time and again, you tried to kill her."

"I didn't..."

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already knowing which room

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