The Beloved Youngest Daughter of the Lord Family - Chapter 142

“Please stop this. Don’t you understand yet? Continuing like this will only lead everyone to ruin.”

“I don’t care if this accursed world vanishes or not. It’s not exactly a losing deal for you either, sister-in-law—after all, your daughter will ultimately rule the continent.”

“How utterly arrogant. Do you really believe Bella will follow your will? After silently allowing your complicity in her death in her past life, and now attempting to kill her own father in this one?”

“If she refuses to join me, I’ll simply erase her memories. Once everything is over, I could always extract her soul and place it into another demon’s body. Watching my fiancée become your daughter isn’t exactly a pleasant prospect for me.”

“Roan, you really…!!”

“You’d best start letting go of matters in the mortal realm, Daphne—before your recklessness wipes out even the last fragment of your soul.”

As Ranian waved his hand through the air, Daphne’s once-opaque form began crumbling into dust and dispersing.

She tried to speak further, her lips moving soundlessly, but within seconds she vanished completely.

‘So Bella was the same person as her… What should I do now?’

Just as Daphne had said before disappearing, Bella surely despised him.

No—she might very well come to loathe him outright.

After all, he intended to kill his elder brother Vlad soon.

‘Yes. Let her hate me, let her despise me—I don’t care. As long as I can have her.’

From the beginning, Ranian’s so-called love was nothing more than obsession and possessiveness incarnate.

His version of love was to possess her at any cost—even if it meant destroying her—and in truth, Ranian was the kind of man who could act on such impulses without the slightest hesitation.

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