Chapter 329 The Brother’s Betrayal


    Kirby’s POV


    Finished


    My teeth ground together as I fought to keep myposure, but the cracks bled through my pheromones, the pain impossible to cage.


    She didn’t let up, her words cutting deeper. “Liar. Kirby, how does it feel? Tricking everyone, making fools dance in your hand?”


    The strikended true. My throat tightened.


    She was talking about the limp, the act.


    My gaze dropped, the fight leaving me. “…I’m sorry.”


    Her eyes lingered, cold as ice.


    I forced myself to meet her stare, stripping away every defense,ying bare the truth. “My wound healed by the third day. I didn’t tell you… because I couldn’t bear to lose the excuse to be near you. I wished it would never heal, so I could see you, again and again.”


    Her brows pinched, a sharp, mockingugh escaping her lips. “Heh.”


    The sound hollowed me out.


    I pressed on, my tone chilled by regret. “And Leiss—I never ordered him to speak to Adler. That was his own stupidity. He betrayed me too. He’ll pay for it.”


    Even speaking his name made my jaw ache with fury. That fool always imed loyalty, yet every move dragged me lower.


    Leslie’s lips curved in a cold smile, disbelief in.


    “Kirby, what use are these words now?” Her voice sliced, contempt filling every syble. She saw nothing but my weakness, my failure.


    The weight of her dismissal pressed into my chest. I regretted it all—but what could regret fix?


    She brushed past me into the crowd, her indifference a de sharper than any oath.


    My chest cinched tight. It was the same agony as when she severed the bond–soul torn to pieces.


    I couldn’t just stand there. I lunged forward, desperate to reim something, anything—


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    Chapter 329 The Brother’s Betrayal


    A 32


    Finished


    But a voice called from behind, shrill and breathless. “Kirby! Wait, let me exin! Why won’t you pick up my calls?”


    Leiss.


    That bastard.


    Since I’d blocked him, he still dared to show his face?


    I cut him a nce, ice sharp enough to kill. Dressed like some smirking yboy, he sauntered close, all false charm. “Kirby, did you block me by ident?”


    My jaw clenched. “Get out of my sight.”


    He faltered, then leaned in, lowering his voice, desperate. “I already exined to Leslie–it wasn’t on purpose. She cornered me, and I panicked. You know what she’s holding over me- those damned streaking photos!”


    My brow furrowed, my re dark as stormclouds. “So you threw me under the carriage to save your own skin?<b>” </b>


    Leiss bit down, his voice shrinking as he muttered, “I only wanted to help you, to sow doubt between her and Adler. It didn’t work. I… dragged you into it. But-”


    His excuses died in his throat, even he couldn’t believe them.


    I didn’t want to hear another word. His presence made my blood boil.


    And when I turned, Leslie was gone.


    A hollow mmed through me. Fury roared to the surface–I wanted to strangle him where he stood.


    This so–called brother? I’d been far too merciful.


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