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CHAPTER 157: SAY YOUR LAST PRAYER!!

THIRD PERSON POV

"Clean up this mess and throw his body into the woods for the hungry rouges to feed on!" Horace's voice was still very clear in Ophelia's head.

She couldn't believe that her son's head was detached from his body. She had just returned from the coven. From the balcony, she heard Horace coming back to the castle.

All she had in mind was to observe Horace and not the other way around, but to her utmost surprise, she saw her own son get beheaded.

The sudden urge to run and pounce on Horace filled up her head, but she had to remain calm, else she might be the next.

It seemed like Horace had become callous after his accident. Staring at him, he looked like a different person entirely.

She had to keep her cool as she thought of the next move to make.

Slumping into her bed, her mind wasn't at peace as images of Rodriguez filled her head. Slowly, she closed her eyes, hoping to find a little peace.

'Mum! You pushed me into this, and now you are relaxing like nothing happened?'
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