?Chapter 1125:


    Giovanni’s eyes fell upon my wretched, defenseless form, and he implored his father to take me under their wing.


    Yielding to Giovanni’s fervent plea, the former king consented, and thus began my astonishing ascent from a scorned outcast to an adopted son basking in the grandeur of the royal pce.


    Giovanni extended warmth and camaraderie, schooling me in the arts of equestrianism and archery, guiding me through the pce’s lush gardens, and patiently correcting my missteps.


    Yet, beneath my outwardposure, I harbored no gratitude for that sanctimonious prince.


    Each glimpse of Giovanni’s benevolent demeanor churned a tide of revulsion within me.


    Why was he destined to tower above all? Why did he im every privilege?


    In his shoes, I would have outshone him tenfold.


    Then, like a burst of sunlight piercing a storm, Josie entered my world. Her beauty and grace were enchanting, her smile a beacon that seemed to illuminate my entire existence.


    From our first encounter, I was utterly smitten, my heart ensnared by her charm.


    But Josie’s gaze never lingered on me; her eyes were perpetually drawn to Giovanni, relegating me to the role of a mere sibling in her affections.


    Jealousy consumed me, a searing inferno that eroded my peace, robbing me of sleep and appetite.


    Regardless of how hard I tried to earn her affection, Josie continued to be apathetic toward me.


    Her smile never warmed for me, and her eyes never rested on me. Yet, when she gazed at Giovanni, it was with such tenderness and love, as if he were her whole universe.


    First appeared in g??lnov els.??o??


    My loathing for Giovanni deepened, a festering wound in my soul.


    Why did he possess everything? Why was he born to nobility while Inguished in obscurity? Why did hemand the king’s affection, the people’s reverence, and the heart of the woman I adored?


    At that moment, Cody came up to me.


    As Giovanni’s chief guard, he secretly despised and resented Giovanni’spassion and leniency.


    United by our mutual resentment, we forged a sinister alliance, weaving a plot to overthrow the prince.


    Giovanni, in his naivety or blind trust, never sensed our treachery. Our rebellion unfurled with chilling precision, as we cut down those loyal to Giovanni, including many of his elite white wolf guards. The pce floors ran red with blood, and anguished cries echoed through the halls.


    “Giovanni, yield, and I’ll spare you. Surrender Josie to me, and you may depart with your honor intact,” I dered, standing over him. Yet, to secure Josie’s escape, Giovanni chose to face me in a fatal duel. I bested him, my hatred reaching a fever pitch. As hey broken and barely conscious, a surge of triumph coursed through me.


    I subjected him to unspeakable torment, relishing his suffering, yearning for his pleas for mercy.


    But he remained defiant, unyielding to the end.


    .


    .


    .