Chapter 938

Just like that, Seth was thrown into the lab. Every bit of poison was forced into his mouth. He writhed on the ground in agony, his face pale. He was foaming at the mouth and rolling in pain beyond imagination. No one showed him any mercy, especially the Pharaoh.

The Pharaoh took pleasure in Seth’s suffering, carving into him with a knife at his most vulnerable moments.

"If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been separated from my Ivy. She wouldn’t resent me for being apart for so many years. And you even tried to deceive me with an imposter. If it weren’t for Micah’s suspicions, my Ivy would be dead."

All the Pharaoh cared about was his daughter. He never mentioned Seth’s attempts to seize power. The long separation from his daughter had driven him to despair. He had searched tirelessly, refusing to accept her death. Even after discovering her whereabouts, his efforts to reconcile were met with cold distance.

Seth had once imprisoned Ivy in a lab, using her as a test subject. Now