139. A Savoury Affair

Conrad’s POV

"Fuck! Fuck that damned woman!"

I smashed my fist into the table, and the wood gave way, and all I was left with was a pile of timber.

"Your Highness. I believe that you should really..."

I grabbed a chair and flung it halfway across the room, nearly taking Jonas' head off with it.

"How dare she?! How dare she just waltz into my villa and think that she can interfere with my plans! Damn her!"

I grabbed a heavy book from my desk and flung it at Pierre again. He ducked and immediately decided to get out of my line of trajectory.

I couldn't explain how much I loathed that woman. Ever since my father took her as his concubine, she had been upstaging everyone.

I understand that she was pretty and my father had particularly liked her. I saw the way she talked to people. She placed herself on the pedestal of a queen. That shameless bitch!

I grabbed the curtains and sunk my claws into them. I ripped the expensive fabric, and it fell to the ground in shreds.

I didn't care about