Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband by Erin Green

Chapter 451 Chapter 451 The Avenstras

What did she mean by "it's all in the past"?

For Tyrell, it wasn't.

Anyone who dared to hurt someone from his family-even if it was her so-called closest relatives, even if it was her biological father-must pay the price.

He wasn't Melody's biological father, but he was the one who had poured his heart and soul into raising her.

He had raised her like a precious jewel, not for her to be trampled on by this pack of filthy sc*undrels. Tyrell straightened his back, his hand still resting protectively on Melody's shoulder. His amber eyes burned with a cold, ruthless light, his sharp, chiseled features exuding a mysterious and suffocating aura. Though he didn't look like a native of Cleussau, the pressure he emanated left no room for doubt. "Melody, it's not over.

"They punished you, huh? Then I'll punish them!

"Everyone in the Shield family, listen carefully. I am making this clear-Melody has always been, and will always be, my daughter.

"She was my daughter in the past, she is my daughter now, and she will remain my daughter for the rest of her life!

"If anyone from the Shield family dares to claim her as their relative again, I don't mind making you disappear-quietly, without a trace.

"And if you doubt whether my words carry any weight, feel free to test if Fellman Avenstras has the power to back them up!"

Tyrell's fury was palpable, his voice cold and steady, each word like a hammer driving nails into the room's tense silence.

The thought of Melody suffering in corners he hadn't been able to see, enduring injustices he hadn't been there to stop, tore at him like salt poured into an open wound.

It hurt.

made his

it filled

there, his presence commanding, every

swift motion, he waved his hand, and the royal guards he had brought from Avenstras moved with

He was beyond angry.

a slow breath, Tyrell released Melody's shoulder, patting it gently in reassurance. He leaned down slightly and murmured softly,

I'll make

Mel is also

Sean, his every step exuding the imposing air of a lion

made the air in the hall feel heavier, pressing down

Fear surged through him as

immense value to trade with him that Arnold had speculated Tyrell's true

had never imagined

wasn't just extraordinary-it was earth-shattering. He wasn't merely a prince of Avenstras; he was the newly crowned ruler

Fellman Avenstras.

Avenstras operated under a

with power alternating between two

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Avenstras Empire, a pureblood-

steeped in ancient

was considered the most

authentic of the two, representing the