Richard's POV:

I paced back and forth in my palace and cursed countless times but was only ever met with cold silence.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I felt wronged. My whole body was about to explode from rage.

Everyone thought I was the one who posted about the witch's curse on Rufus, but I was innocent.

Since Rufus couldn't have children, he couldn't inherit the throne. I gained nothing if I smeared his public image. In fact, doing so was stupid.

Besides, the lycan king had been keeping an eye on me. I couldn't play any tricks now.

My sole competitor to the throne was the bastard in Lucy's belly. Once the bastard was born, I would be even more worthless in my father's eyes.

But I couldn't let him know that it was a bastard for the time being, because the only reason why he was protecting me now was so that I could raise the child as the empire's future heir.

In other words, my survival depended on this bastard.

I was so angry that I took out my phone and read the post about the curse on Rufus on the

Internet again.

did this? How dare

an unknown pack-so, presumably, it was

as I did. Truth be told, it made me feel a little happy. Although the blame fell on me, I was still happy to see Rufus being frustrated. Perhaps this matter wouldn't have much impact on Rufus, but it further cemented the fact that Rufus couldn't take

to pace back and

place was quiet. The lycan king had forbidden anyone to serve me while I was

that I scratched my head and patted the wall idly. There was

I could piss her off from time to time. Now I didn't even

phone

subordinates were about to deliver some

excited voice sounded from

press conference. It will be broadcasted on the Empire News

they'd make an announcement to put an end to the gossip, but I didn't expect that there would be a formal press

TV and switched to the right channel. The host had already begun and every word was

werewolves were tuned into the live broadcast. There were too many comments that I couldn't

minutes later, Rufus showed up on-screen. Wearing a well-tailored suit, he looked serious and formal from head

clicked my tongue and rolled my

been so serious ever since we were

His handsomeness?

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