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"You're the one who should shut up!" Seamus glared daggers at Catherine, his gun
pointing at her. "The only mistake I made was letting a wretched person like you into our
home!"
"That's what you deserve!" Catherine sneered. "It just proves how incredibly skilled my
disguise technique is. You couldn't see through it!"
Seamus' eyes flashed with killing intent.
Persephone quickly pulled Catherine closer to her. She didn't want to risk innocent lives.
Although she was afraid, she knew this was a showdown between her and Seamus. She
had to face it herself.
"Let the others go." Persephone's voice trembled. "I'll go with you and do whatever you
say... You said we'd leave on a bus, right? No problem, I'll go with you.
"You just want to prove that only you can protect me." She looked at him. "And that you
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtonly deserve me if you destroy me, right?"
Seamus' gaze darkened, and he involuntarily took a few steps back when he was faced
with Persephone's icy stare.
"Psychopath!" Catherine erupted. "Miss hit the nail on the head, didn't she? You like her,
yet you'll do anything to ruin her! You're simply ridiculous!"
Seamus roared. The moment he raised his gun, Catherine aimed at him as well. They
stood in a deadlock, the air thick with tension, each breath carrying the smell of
gunpowder.
Unexpectedly, the door behind them slowly creaked open at that moment. Greta stepped
out, her beautiful eyes determined to share the same fate as him.
"So, you finally decide to show up." Seamus scoffed. "I shouldn't have just silenced you
back then. I should've killed you outright!"
"Yeah." Persephone looked coldly at him. "You've reminded me... I shouldn't spare you out
of old sentiments anymore today. I should put an end to this!"
"Do you think you can?" Seamus sneered. "Sephy, why do you always not trust me?
Everything I've done is for you!"
"Everything you've done was for yourself!"
A deep voice echoed, stunning Persephone. She turned around to see Morpheus behind
her.
He was a rock, calming her heart instantly and dispelling all fear.
"Sephy isn't your puppet." Morpheus shielded Persephone. "She isn't your marionette. She
has her own life."
"She doesn't!" Seamus, now hysterical, pointed his gun at Morpheus' head. "Her life was
meant to be tied to mine! Only I can love and protect her forever!" "If you love her, why
can't you love her properly?" Morpheus demanded sharply. "Everything you've done is to
destroy her!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPersephone gasped. Her lips quivered, and she was unable to utter a word.
In reality, Seamus was aware of Greta's whereabouts in Flinge. He was the mastermind
behind it all. Seamus had been gradually disclosing the information Persephone received.
He had lured her into Flinge, intending to harm her once they reached there! That was
why they had encountered trouble upon arrival and she had ended up trapped in the red
light district, facing multiple dangers.
If she had been ruined back then, Seamus would have appeared as the savior
immediately. He would have pretended to hold the broken pieces of her, and she would
naturally see him as the only light in her life after those hardships.
Persephone closed her eyes, tears dampening her shaking eyelashes.
Seamus played a cunning game but never expected Morpheus to unexpectedly intervene
midway.
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