Chapter 179

Chapter 179:

Fuck.

I didn’t know whether to believe her, but deep down, I couldn’t fully buy it. Maybe once I saw the evidence, I could be convinced.

“It’s a pity you’re still doubting me, my King. It’s not your fault, I’ve been a bad girl,” she said, her voice dropping with a touch of sadness.

“How am I supposed to believe you? How do I know your so-called proof isn’t fabricated?” I asked, doing my best to mask my emotions. The last thing I wanted was for her to read me.

Rosa was a serpent. She could use anything against me.

“I swear on my life and everything I hold dear,” she said through gritted teeth, her voice lowering to a near whisper. “I swear on my parents’ lives and the lives of their parents. I am telling the truth.”

My narrowed eyes shot her a hard look, as if trying to see through her and uncover the truth. Rosa was a cunning woman, and I had to be extra careful in dealing with her.

“How did you get the evidence?” I asked, throwing her off-balance as her eyes darted around for a few seconds.

“It… it doesn’t matter, my King. All that matters is that she was cheating, and she was caught.”

“You’re a fool if you expect me to believe that,” I hissed, seizing her by the neck. “Do you think I’m a fool?” My voice was rough, causing her to jump in fear.

“You are not, my King,” she replied, shaking her head as she avoided my blazing eyes.

Good. Fear me.

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“You know the consequences of lying to your King, right?” My voice dropped dangerously low, and I could sense the goosebumps forming on her bruised skin.

“Yes.”

“If I find out that you’re lying, you will be killed faster than you can say ‘oops,'” I threatened, then roughly threw her aside, letting her head hit the wall. She winced in pain, staggering to regain her balance.

My heart hardened the longer I stared at her.

Serves her right for deceiving me with a fake pregnancy. I didn’t even know why I hadn’t gotten rid of her sooner.

If not for my late mate, Ivy, I would have expelled her long ago. But Ivy made me promise to keep her around, since they were best friends.

Pathetic.

“How accurate is your proof?” I broke the silence, jolting her from her thoughts.

“One hundred percent, my King.”

“Where is it?” I asked, my voice laced with irritation at her delay.

I clenched my fist and buried it in my pocket, trying to hide how anxious I felt.

Goddess help her if the proof isn’t accurate enough. I’d make her beg for death.

“It is in the cell, if only you release me,” she said, staring into my eyes.

Irritated, I shot her a dangerous look, making her quickly turn away. How dare she look into my eyes?

“If you try anything funny, you’ll die faster than you can take your next breath, understood?” My voice boomed, making her shiver.

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