The day Selina was unconscious, the Duke and Lukas had urgently left to conduct a raid and investigation on the Marquis’s estate.
The investigation was swift and merciless. Backed by an imperial warrant and escorted by imperial forces, they stormed into the Marquis’s mansion.
The Marquis tried to block them with a face full of panic, but with the imperial family involved, there was little he could do to resist.
He thought to himself.
This had been inevitable ever since the High Priest went on his deranged rampage.
No—perhaps it had been inevitable the moment that man reached out to him with sweet temptations, whispering promises.
As he watched the imperial troops descend into the basement, the Marquis let out a hollow smile.
