Chapter 125: Father

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I threw Count Jeteris’ beaten body on the floor.

“The hell with your lies, count! After beating up my sister, you dare lie to me about my father? Do you want me to cut off your head,” I growled, my eyes turning into a wolf as my hatred of this evil man intensified.

I wanted to see him cower in fear. Instead, he had the nerve to laugh at me mockingly.

“You heard it right. Dear prince, do you really think you are a true descendant of the Lyons? Are you kidding me?”

He looked at me as if I were a pest that should be crushed under his booth. “You are nothing but a piece of trash! Your blood and Livia’s blood - they aren’t the blood that belonged to Talandor! Especially you – an usurper to the throne! You and your sister are even worst that dogs!”

My hands that had earlier tightened at the count’s collar lost their grip.

What was he saying? Is he telling me the absolu