Chapter 7%
With a palm as large as a fan, Charles slapped Vanessa hard across the face.”
“Vanessa, where did you take my wife?“}
Vanessa clutched her face in shock, staring at him in disbelief.”
“Y–Your Highness… how would I know your wife? I just punished some filthy tramp!”
The banquet hall fell into stunned silence. Everyone turned pale and exchanged horrified glances.
Finally, someone had the sense to move, and soon a path cleared through the crowd.}
Charles was only a few meters away from me, but I didn’t even have the strength to lift my head. I lay face down on the floor, blood pooling beneath me, and stretched out a trembling hand toward the sound of his voice.
My voice was faint, barely a whisper in the chaos.}
“Charles… Charles, save our son…”
His eyes widened in shock as he stepped forward, disbelief etched into his face.
A blood–soaked figure lay in front of him. My clothes had been ripped away, only the barest undergarments left to cover me. My hair clung to my face in sticky, matted clumps of blood.}
With trembling hands, Charles gently brushed my hair aside–only to find a deep, raw gash running across half my face, the torn flesh oozing blood.
I forced myself to lift my head, and the motion sent tears and blood streaming down my cheeks.}
“Charles… Arthur… save Arthur!”
Charles scooped me into his arms and let out a roar of fury. He kicked over a banquet table, his voice echoing through the hall.
“Carl! Jessica! Take them down!“}
Instantly, dozens of armed guards raised their rifles–not to shoot, but to use as batons. With brutal force, they began to beat Vanessa and Lorenzo, who screamed and rolled on the ground, begging for mercy.
Meanwhile, the old butler had found Arthur and was cradling him tightly.
“Young master, please wake up. Forgive this old servant for arriving late…”
A team of doctors rushed to my side with equipment. With practiced speed, they began disinfecting my wounds, stopping the bleeding, and hooking me up to monitors.
Arthur had already been laid onto a medical stretcher, where emergency treatment had begun. Within five minutes, a sterile makeshift operating room had been set up.)
Vanessa and Lorenzo were still being beaten, bloodied and sobbing.”
But Vanessa, still clinging to her madness, screamed as she tried to crawl toward Charles.}
“Your Highness, don’t be fooled by that bitch! She’s a trash–back in school she hooked up with dozens of guys! How could she ever be worthy of you?”
“She’s just a vixen! That child of hers could belong to any random man! She’s conning you!“}
Lorenzo’s face was ghastly pale now. My identity had been confirmed. Ihad really become the consort of a French prince.§
He couldn’t believe it. After just one year away, I had risen so far.
And those letters I wrote–offering comfort, encouragement, care–what did they mean now?
The truth was, I hadn’t known Charles’s true identity back then, and I thought Lorenzo truly loved Vanessa. I wanted to let go, to give them my blessing.
I just hoped he’d find peace, stop being obsessed with status, and live well.
That was all.
But now, he understood–he was finished.
Completely and utterly ruined.”
He had laid hands on me. Assaulted the future crown princess of a European monarchy.
And the consequences would be unforgiving.”
Charles held my hand tightly, his voice trembling with emotion.[
“Danna… I’m here. Stay strong. We’re all waiting for you.“!
Vanessa had completely snapped. She screamed and thrashed toward Charles again.”
“Prince Charles, she’s deceiving you! Danna is nothing but a slut! She’s just good at playing men!”
“Lorenzo rejected her because he saw her true nature! Look at me–I’m a hundred times better than her! I understand men better than anyone–“%
Before she could finish, Charles turned and kicked her square in the stomach.!!
This time, he didn’t hold back.
Vanessa flew across the room like a broken doll, crashing onto a table with a sickening thud.
Wine glasses and boiling water spilled over her, making her writhe and scream in agony on the floor.”
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Charles looked down at her coldly, towering above her like an executioner.
“Didn’t you say that was your idea?” he said icily.
“Then you can try it yourself.”
“Slash her face. Break her legs and dump her in the slums.””
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