Rather Than Be Taken, I Will Take (12 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 41

The ceramic vase crashed against the solid wall, shattering into pieces with a harsh sound.

“Calm down, Kedilen!”

Celia’s flustered call followed the crash, but Kedilen’s ears refused to register it.

Just moments earlier, the front-page article in the morning paper, accompanied by a photograph, had been enough to blind Kedilen with rage.

Unable to contain his fury, Kedilen hurled and smashed everything in his hands.

Yet no amount of destruction could soothe the anger that had already surged through him. After all, how exhausting had those recent rumors been?

He’d been forced into seclusion, trapped within this suffocating mansion, unable to step outside until the gossip finally died down.

At least things had improved recently, allowing him to return to normalcy—yet now this article had resurfaced. To anyone’s eyes, it was a clearly malicious attack targeting him.

“How dare… how dare they!”

The blatant assault struck deep into Kedilen’s heart.

His political career had been meticulously built upon carefully crafted masks and image management. Before marriage, he was a successful businessman and provincial noble.

After marriage, he became a man of influence who had won Ludmila—though born a bastard, she was half royalty.

That image had positioned him as a vanguard among the new-era aristocrats ushering in a fresh age.

When asked who could lead the Empire into this new era, most citizens named Kedilen.

Unlike the old nobility, who chased power alone, he possessed a background rooted in the provinces and the capability to secure a royal bride.

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