Chapter 710

Chapter 710:

Antoni’s POV:

The basement reverberated with agonizing cries.

Reclining comfortably on the plush velvet sofa, I lazily swirled the wine in my glass. The crimson liquid, as deep and dark as the blood it resembled, crept slowly down the curved surface of the glass. I couldn’t suppress a quiet laugh.

With a languid tilt of my head, I took a deliberate sip. The wine, rich and slightly bitter, slid smoothly down my throat, the screams rising around me like a haunting melody, the perfect accompaniment to my drink, amplifying my satisfaction. My heart swelled with a dark, triumphant joy.

The subordinate standing near me looked uneasy, confusion creasing his brow. After a long pause, he hesitated before speaking. “Mr. Harrison, why have we taken such a lowly servant?”

I set my glass down, the smile slipping from my face as I fixed him with a cold stare. “Because Makenna cares about him, and he’s the most vulnerable,” I said, each word cutting through the air with chilling clarity.

The subordinate recoiled, sensing the shift in the air, his mouth snapping shut.

Today, however, my mood was surprisingly good, so I decided to humor these fools with an explanation. “You see,” I continued, “Makenna’s best friend is a sex slave. Too difficult to manipulate. Evie is her personal maid—no opportunity to strike. But Martin… Martin is just a garden servant.”

The subordinate’s expression shifted as understanding dawned on him, and I leaned back, savoring the moment. “Martin is expendable. His death won’t stir a ripple in the palace. But it will tear Makenna apart. She’ll be swallowed by chaos, drowned in despair and regret. Ha-ha… The mere thought is enough to make my heart sing.”

The rush of excitement surged through me, and I whispered with a smile to myself, “Oh, Makenna, you think that by taking the child, you’ve outwitted me? How naive you are. You’ll never know that the child is yours. And one by one, I’ll destroy everyone you hold dear. Only when you beg for mercy will my revenge be complete.”

I let out a hearty laugh, my body quivering with the thrill of it all. The subordinate stiffened, fear overtaking him as he averted his gaze, his head hanging low.

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The sight of his terror only fed my sense of triumph. After a while, I calmed down, raising an eyebrow, my voice casual but pointed. “Has Makenna been informed?”

“Yes, Mr. Harrison,” the subordinate answered quickly, his voice low and respectful. “She knows.”

“Has Evelyn been told as well?” I asked.

The subordinate nodded obediently. “Rest assured, Mr. Harrison. Evelyn has been instructed to feign illness to distract the three princes. She’s also used a magic potion to make them relive the moment when the maid Anthea saved them. This guilt will keep their attention on Evelyn, away from Makenna.”

A satisfied smile tugged at my lips as I listened.

If everything went according to plan, Makenna would be isolated from the princes, leaving her vulnerable to my final blow. She would be alone, abandoned, and helpless—exactly where I wanted her.

But that wasn’t enough. The satisfaction of the moment wasn’t complete.

I turned a dark gaze on the subordinate. “Go. Prepare the potion. Make sure Martin and Makenna both fall into the trap. No mistakes. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mr. Harrison.” The subordinate bowed deeply, kneeling before me with unwavering obedience.

Makenna’s POV:

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