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CHAPTER 116

Marcus's POV

As I raised my head, I saw Smithson walk towards me with an air of pride. He has been rumored to win the upcoming fight of beasts and throw me off my seat.

If only they knew they were bluffing.

Smithson sauntered over, his smug expression only deepening the distaste I already felt for him. He stopped in front of me and looking into his eyes, I could see that he made no attempt to conceal the malice that lay concealed in them.

"What is Master Marcus doing here?" he sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. His mocking smile twisted his features into an ugly mask.

I didn't want to engage with him. Smithson thrived on confrontation, and I had more important things to focus on. "I don't have time for your games, Smithson," I said coolly, turning to walk away.

But Smithson wasn't done. "Ah, but you always have time for heroic deeds, don't you?" he said, his tone mocking. "Especially for a slave like Lily."

I stopped in my tracks, my blood boiling. "Watch your mouth," I growled
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