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"Felix, the empress is no longer with us. I heard she had committed suicide," Francis cut him off. "What a pity! Father actually
wanted to spare her life, but she decided to commit suicide in fear of punishment."
"Commit suicide for fear of punishment? You're saying it like it's that easy," Felix sneered. "Francis, when did you begin taking
action against us?"
"Felix, please don't get the wrong idea. I have never taken any action from the beginning to the end," Francis pointed out as a
great big smile crept onto his face. "You're the one who brought about your own destruction from the very beginning."
As his face turned into a frown, Felix carefully thought about it. Their father suddenly fell ill and lost consciousness. To keep
everyone in the dark regarding the reason for his coma, he locked him up in the Tranquil Hall. At first, he wasn't really intending
to hurt his own father. However, Francis sowed dissension in the Golden Hall and reminded him that he was the rightful heir to
the throne. For as long as their father died, he could naturally become the emperor. That was why he came up with such a
wicked plan!
"You are very discreet and good at scheming, aren't you?!"
"Not really. I don't hold a candle to you. Even your wife had been sent to our father to please him." Although there was a gentle
smile on his face, his words were rather cruel. "I sincerely admire you."
"What... What are you trying to say?" Felix asked in disbelief.
Taking a step forward, Francis glanced at the closed door. Then, he smiled, "Didn't you send your wife to Father's bed at his
Felix shook fiercely and said, "I didn't!" "Really?" Francis clenched his right hand into a fist and put it under his chin as if he was
thinking carefully. "If you didn't do it, then who did it? After all, my men saw after His Majesty walked outside of his room, your
wife was carried out with traces all over her body. If the days are counted, I really don't know whether the baby in your wife's
belly is yours or our father's." Felix's face turned ghastly pale and he felt dizzy. He carefully thought about it. He did not sleep
with his wife after he came back from his father's birthday banquet. After calculating the days of his wife's pregnancy, he realized
that the baby in her belly was not his at all, but his father's! "I... I don't believe it!"
"If you don't believe me, there is nothing I can do. After all, I was worried about Harper at that time, so I followed to have a look.
But I didn't expect that I could see such a scene. You didn't see how your wife played happily with our father. At that time, I
thought it was you who sent her to Father as that place was so remote and we all knew that he loves beauty. I thought you sent
her as a birthday gift to Father. But it turns out that it's not like that. Is it possible that your wife has an affair with our father?"
Although there was a gentle smile on his face, Francis was actually trying to drive a wedge between Felix and his wife.
Hearing that, Felix felt as if there was a lump in his throat, and suddenly felt a little lightheaded. Then, he furiously yelled out,
"That bitch!"
"Felix, is it really true that your wife was having an affair with our father? That would be an act of incest. Your wife is carrying the
baby who is technically your brother. Once the baby is born, should he call you Father or Brother? This is so confusing, and I
really don't know what to do."
"Fuck off!" Felix roared in anger. "Get out of here! I don't want to see your face!"
belly," Francis pointed out in a rather cheerful tone. "After all, you still got so far to go with your wife. You were born with a silver
spoon in your mouth, so it would be very difficult for you to do any rough work. In the future, you are going to have to rely on your
wife. When the baby is born, you will also have to shoulder the responsibility. Whether the child is really yours or not, you are still
bound to him by blood. So, you don't really have to think too much about it."
"Francis!" Felix yelled out, foaming at the mouth.
"Felix, why are you so upset?"
"Francis, do you seriously think I don't know what you're trying to do?" Felix was fuming with anger. "You may be fond of Harper,
but she's never going to love you. Matthew is the only man in her heart. No matter how cunning and insidious you are, how can
you compare to Matthew who is even more sinister and ruthless than you? All you can do is watch her from afar for the rest of
your life. You have no chance to get her. I'm still much luckier than you!"
Only then did the smile on Francis' face finally disappear. He clenched his fits so tightly that it seemed like he was trying to crush
all of his bones. Of course, he was well aware of the relationship Harper and Matthew shared. After all, he had tried to destroy it
in the past, but it was all in vain!
"You want to see me suffer? My pain is nothing compared to yours!" Felix suddenly burst into laughter. "That woman, Harper
seems gentle and soft, but she's actually ruthless and heartless. Everyone thinks that she was lucky to marry Uncle Matthew.
Ha-ha, from the very start, it has always been Uncle Matthew who planned to keep her trapped inside his mansion. If he finds out
what you think of Harper, do you think he will ever let you meet her again? And if Harper herself finds out what you're thinking, do
you think she'd be willing to see you ever again?"
The expression on Francis' face was as cold as ice, and he was about to blow a fuse, but someone suddenly put his arm around
his shoulder. It was Jason. He leaned against Francis as though he had no bones at all.
"Hey, Francis, what were you talking about with Felix? You seem to be having a good time," Jason remarked in a low, charming
voice.
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