Chapter 353 – Clueless Father
Zavros only smiled, golden and cruel.
"Then perhaps it's time you stop underestimating my bloodline."
His grin widened, teeth sharp enough to carve silence. "I also knew my son just fucked your daughter. I saw he took her to the mortal realm."
The words hit like a thunderclap.
Lucaris froze mid-sip of his wine, crimson dripping down the glass stem like blood. For a split second his perfect mask cracked, a flash of raw fury streaking across those arrogant eyes. Then—slowly, deliberately—he smiled, wider than before.
"You mean," Lucaris purred, voice dripping venom, "the scene where your son slammed the elevator doors in your face while hugging her? Didn't even let you speak? Yes. I saw it. He's fed up with you, Zavros. Fed up with your centuries of irresponsibility. My daughter didn't even need to seduce him for that. He did it himself."
The room went tight. Even Varakan leaned back in his throne, grin stretching but eyes glinting with interest.
