Cecilia screamed, crying, pleading when she heard Harriet intend to kill her.
"Harriet Goldlane—you're wrong! I'm not a sorcerer! D-don't you dare touch me or I— or Zeke will avenge what you did to me!"
"Heh," Harriet laughed mockingly. She pulled Cecilia's head to face a man standing on the side, watching.
Ezekiel was staring at them blankly, seemingly unconcerned about what happened to her. The sight made Cecilia become more confused. What was Ezekiel doing here? Why wasn't he trying to help her?
Harriet spoke in a deep, hideous voice, "The person who suggested me to kill you was Ezekiel Euclase, your beloved man."
No… that's not possible.
Cecilia who had tears in her eyes with a face that was so pale looked at Ezekiel in disbelief. Hadn't she made Ezekiel love her?
So how…?
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