Chapter 135

Chapter 135:

“I guess he’s still in a daze, Dad. He probably thinks what’s happening right now is a joke. Should we explain it better to him?” Sheela asked, glaring at me.

“You are just a bitter woman who has made wrong choices in life, and now you need someone to blame for the mistakes you’ve made,” I said to Sheela, making her frown deepen.

“How dare you say that to me? Do you think I can’t harm your son right now? Or do you think this is just a joke?” she asked, tightening her grip around his neck, causing him to wince in pain.

“He’s a blabbermouth, just like his mother. The best thing to do is finish him off now before he grows up to be a threat, just like his mother,” she said.

“Also, guess what the party is for?” she added, laughing crazily. “This is for you all. We’re going to make this place your gravesite—both mother and son. But you still have a chance to live if you do as we ask. If not, I can’t guarantee your safety,” she said.

“You might have had your plans, but what gives you the assurance that I would accept you after I rejected a hopeless woman like you?”

“I understand my mother had the wrong impression about you. She thought you were a potential bride, but she knows better now. While I’m still asking nicely, release them to me so I can leave peacefully. Otherwise, there will be bloodshed here, and it might just turn into a gravesite for both of you instead,” I said fearlessly.

“Hold on a minute. Do you think your mother was also kidnapped?” Alpha Gotham asked.

“I know you made her do whatever she did in the past. You probably threatened her with me because you’re feared by the other packs. You made her kidnap her own grandson, probably because you promised to keep me safe. But she knows better now,” I said.

“You must be a fool to think your mother is that considerate,” Sheela said, making me frown.

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“Your mother, Vivienne, is my accomplice. She’s always been my accomplice, even before the death of your father.”

Christian’s POV

“Your mother here, Vivienne, is my accomplice. She has always been my accomplice, even before your father’s death,” he said.

“What do you think you’re talking about? The only reason my mother would be an accomplice to you is because she thought I’d end up marrying your daughter. There’s no other reason. So don’t even think I’ll fall for your trick,” I said, staring at my mother, who made no attempt to deny his claim. I guessed she had been threatened—that’s the only reason she was silent.

“Vivienne, your son thinks I’m lying about you. Why not tell him the truth so he can understand this whole deal? Let him decide if he will be on our side or against us. You have limited time to do that,” he said, staring at my mom.

“He’s not lying to you, Christian. Everything he said is the truth. You don’t have to doubt what he just told you,” she said.

“Did they put you up to this? Is this also part of his plan?” I asked with a scoff.

“It’s not a plan, Christian. We’ve been accomplices before your father’s death, just like he said.

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