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    They would bide their time, manipting her, using her mother’s ashes to force her into marrying Darian.


    “You sure?” Ralphy asked, studying her face for any sign of doubt.


    He still had no idea that the Murrays were plotting to force Davina into marrying Darian.


    “Yeah. They won’t stop. They’re still scheming to push me into a marriage with Darian Lloyd.” Her tone carried the chill of ice, and even the air between them seemed to freeze.


    “Darian Lloyd?” Ralphy’s brow furrowed slightly. “You mean the one from the Lloyd Group in Jasgow?”


    “Yes.” Davina’s gaze stayed fixed straight ahead, her features carved in cold stone.


    Ralphy’s expression darkened; his hands tightened into fists by his side.


    What vile people the Murrays were. He knew Darian’s reputation all too well—every woman that man pursued met a horrific end.


    And yet the Murrays, including Davina’s father, dared to throw Davina into that nightmare.


    What kind of father offered his own daughter to a monster? He wasn’t even worthy of being called a man.


    Animals protected their young; Terence willingly led his child to ughter.


    The Murrays weren’t family—they were demons in human skin. Death would be too easy for them.


    “Don’t worry, Davina. I won’t let it happen. The Murrays… I’ll make sure they pay for everything.”


    Ralphy’s voice was low but steady. His eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint shing within them.


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    Davina’s expression shifted slightly—then a cold, almost sinister smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.


    “They’lle to me and beg for mercy.”


    Before leaving, she had scattered the toxin Christina gave her upon them.


    Now, the poison ran through their veins—each night their bodies would twist with unbearable agony, sleep slipping further out of reach.


    Only Christina possessed the antidote.


    When the torment became too much to endure, they would crawl back to Davina, pleading for relief.


    And at that moment, only Christina’s cure could save them.


    The image of their torment filled Davina with grim satisfaction. This was just a small portion of the interest paid on the suffering her mother had endured.


    When her vengeance wasplete, their lives woulde to an end.


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