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Novel Male 579

    Third Person’s POV


    Rosa snorted derisively through her nose.


    “Don’t tter yourself! I never intended to save them. I was the one who ordered them kidnapped. Whether they lived or died was up to me.”


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    “Regardless of your motives, they left Madison’s manor unharmed,” Adide said, unfazed by Rosa’s hostility.


    Rosa’s tone turned even colder. “Save your act! You want me to testify against Madison? Save your effort! The princess is innocent–she knew nothing of what happened. It was all Lacius and me.”


    “What exactly do you mean by ‘all‘?<b>” </b>


    Adide asked, her voice calm yet insistent. “Madison’s manor harbors many sordid secrets.”


    “You mean those she–wolves? Hmph!” Rosa retorted, her eyes suddenly brimming with


    resentment.


    “Everyone in this world has the right to condemn Madison’s manor–except the Frostang Pack! Your father, Alpha Bentley, ruined Madison’s life. Those women suffered only because of him!”


    Adide’s face remained impassive, but her gaze turned icy.


    “What heinous crime did my fathermit against Madison and those women? Was it for being fickle in love? Or for deceiving her? Or perhaps because he gathered those women for Hunt to abuse?”


    Rosa sneered, “No, he didn’t do those things! But can you deny those women suffered because of him?”


    Adide’s voice sharpened. “Why wouldn’t I? The root of their suffering was Madison’s twisted hatred from a love gone wrong–no fault of my father’s.”


    “You want to excuse Madison? Go ahead. But don’t drag my father into the muck and stain his


    name!”


    “As someone from Frostang, let me add—my father’s greatest misfortune was ever crossing paths with Madison.”


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    Rosa fell silent, her hands clutching the table edge until her knuckles whitened.


    Adide’s gaze shifted from Rosa’s hands to her trembling cheeks.


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    She knew Rosa understood the truth but was willfully blind due to her devotion to Madison.


    “Rosa, you know the truth, don’t you? You just refuse to face it because you think Madison is <i>so </i>noble that any attention from her was a blessing. My father’s rejection was a mistake in your eyes.”


    “You likely believe Madison is faultless, that her hurt justifies her harm to others. Everything’s excusable in your mind.”


    “You’d do anything to make her happy, even condone her hurting the innocent. But Rosa, remember this–not only Madison is important. Others are living people too, with their own feelings, joys and sorrows, and lives they want to protect.”


    “They were simply unfortunate to encounter your so–called heartbroken princess, who took her pain out on others and ruined their lives forever.”


    Rosa’s knuckles tightened further.


    She persisted stubbornly, “Luna Adide, you must admit—some are born noble, others low. Whatever the noble do to the low is a gift.”


    Adide didn’t find this viewughable but tragic.


    Clearly, Rosa once deeply believed in this absurd notion.


    Adide didn’t argue.


    Rosa’s secret act of sparing the Cassius family showed her mindset had shifted.


    Adide’s words now were less to persuade others than to reinforce her own resolve.


    “Fine. If everything was your and Lacius’s doing, unconnected to Madison, tell me–how many women have you kidnapped for Madison’s manor over the years? How many died? How many newborn boys perished?”


    Rosa remained silent, her face now tinged with misery.


    Adide pressed on, “They’re dead now. Give them justice. Let the families of those abducted women know the truth, end their endless sorrow. Moreover, Madison’s treason means she’ll likely die. Revealing those women’s identities would be a small act of redemption for her.”


    7:27 <b>Sat</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b>13 B


    Rosa slowly lifted her eyes, her lips trembling violently.


    Whether from hunger or the sting of “treason,” it was unclear.


    Adide stopped pushing and waited in silence.


    After a long moment, Rosa rasped, “Could I have some water?”


    A coffee pot sat on the table, meant for Adide.


    She hadn’t touched it. She poured a cup and slid it over. “Here.”


    Rosa’s withered hand shook as she lifted the cup, drank it down, and held it tightly. <fn5e55> Find the newest release on find(?)ovel</fn5e55>
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