Chapter: 775

After he finished confessing to his crime, the priest continued calmly, “Next is the last one, and also the most important person in confession.”

Without him saying who it was, everyone already had a feeling about the identity of the culprit as they all looked towards Darian standing next to the coffin.

The irritation brewing inside Darian was palpable, surging like a teapot on the brink of spewing steam.

He was caught off guard by Theodore’s elaborate scheme, aimed at nothing but dragging his dignity through the dirt.

Driven by fury, Darian’s voice rang out. “Damn it, Theodore! You are going to hell!”

“Bang!” In a split second, a gunshot echoed, a bullet embedding itself just next to Darian’s foot. Gasps of shock and shrieks of fear filled the air.

her

who had

the act, his forehead glistening with cold beads of sweat. He looked taken aback, but quickly mastered his features, leveling a stern glare at Theodore. His voice was biting when he asked, “What are you up to? I’m your father! Are you planning to murder your own father? Don’t you fear the curses that’ll haunt

seemed like a joke coming from Darian’s

the Last person who

eyes with Darian, and the coldness in

with a casual wave of his hand. “I’m not going to kill you,” he chuckled, “That’s too simple. But

silent fury. His stare bore into Theodore, his skin turning a sickly shade of white. His fingers twitched

response, Theodore subtly motioned to his bodyguard. Stepping forward, the bodyguard manhandled Darian, forcing him to

stood before him, brandishing a cross

from the abyss of sin with your divine compassion, let Darian, the

Darian cut off his prayer, his mouth twitching with barely restrained irritation.

free himself from the grip of the bodyguard, but to no avail. With an upward glance,

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