"Yes, Grandfather." William's voice sounded very weak.
"What's wrong with you? Sick? Something is wrong with your voice." The old king asked
with concern.
William didn't speak, but was simmering with emotion.
Clark watched from beside him with his fists clenched, his veins rippling and his eyes
red, so nervous that his heart was about to jump out.
After a long time, William gritted his teeth, held back his tears and choked up, "My
crippled body is not enough to die for, but I beg you, save the lives of my family of
eighty-three!"
Hearing these words, Clark's tears fell straight down.
No matter whether William was really showing his feelings or acting at this moment, but
these words were true, this simple sentence, incorporating twenty years of shame and
sadness!!!
Anyone who knew the inside story could not help but be moved.
……
Half an hour later, Clark quietly went out from the back of the castle with two dead
guards, where the Silas was already waiting with people from the old king's side.
Outside, someone witnessed this and tried to make a move, but was immediately
stopped: "You're blind, that's one of His Majesty's men!"
Inside the castle, William watched the distant vehicles from the window, his lips curving
in triumph.
He knew that his plan, had succeeded in its first step!
With Derila's trump card in his hand, he was sure to win!!!
….
When Derila returned to her room, she immediately took out her mobile phone to
check if Daemon had called.
The first thing that happened was that there were no calls.
There was only one missed call from the time she was on the plane earlier.
She was hesitating whether to call him back.
At that moment, the maid came in and poured milk into the bathtub for her to soak in.
She also brought in a freshly prepared dinner, all of which she liked and which she
could see had been cooked by William himself.
At this time, the phone was vibrating again, Derila rushed over to answer it, it was
Anthony calling, she was a little lost.
"Derila, I've sent you so many messages and you haven't answered, are you
okay?"
Derila: "Been busy, just got free."
"That's good that it's okay." Anthony finally let out a sigh of relief, "Is that William really
sick?"
"Nonsense." Derila barked low in displeasure.
"Really sick?" Anthony was surprised, "Well, count me out for nothing. But I suggest you
make it clear to that fiancé of yours, so as not to cause misunderstanding."
"The sun is coming out of the west?" Derila was very surprised, "You're actually
helping Daemon speak?"
"As much as I hate him, no matter what, every time something happened to you, he was
the one who stepped in to save you, and it was also him who took care of Chrono and
his accomplices."
Anthony changed his usual hangdog attitude and said seriously, "To see if a man is true
to you, these actions are enough to show. On the contrary, that William, every time he
only drags you down, have you forgotten that you met with an explosion on the yacht
and almost died, and later still had pieces of iron left in your brain."
"That wasn't his fault either." Derila disliked Anthony's nagging, "Okay, nothing I'll
hang up first."
"Ugh, I knew you wouldn't listen." Anthony hung up the phone helplessly.
Derila dismissed the maids and immediately called Daemon.
The phone rang for a long time without anyone answering, and while Derila was
wondering, the phone was directly hung up.
She froze, her eyes wide in shock.
That son of a b!tch, Daemon, actually hung up on her?
She immediately called again, and soon, the phone was hung up directly.
Derila was so furious that she was scratching her heart and lungs, d_mn dog, how
dare he hang up on her, or twice in a row.
She was so angry. She directly silenced the phone, threw it aside, and then went to take
a milk bath.
Thinking about that stinky temper of Daemon, she became furious, raised her hand and
touched her face, covered with the scent of milk, at the same time, she unintentionally
saw the water tap.
A sudden thought occurred to her.
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