Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

Joyce didn’t react at first. When she came to her senses, she grabbed Luther and said coldly, “Let’s go. I’d rather die than let him insult me.”

Luther pulled Joyce back with a hoarse voice, “Don’t mention that word.” He could endure anything but losing her. When he first came to Rohomes, he was prepared to stay with her forever.

Clint, with his bandaged hand supporting his chin, said, “Mr. Warner, do you really care? It seems your relationship isn’t that deep. I’ve spent more than one night with her.”

“Mr. Warner isn’t interested? Do you want to know what I did to her during those days?” Clint hinted, “For example, who changed her clothes when she was unconscious? Haha.”

He played with the teacup in front of him, “Just one night, and Mr. Warner can’t bear it? It seems you’re not much different.”

The suggestive remarks made Hajime and Reuben feel awkward.

“Clint, shut up!” Joyce rushed towards Clint but was blocked by Watanabe.

“We are innocent; don’t talk nonsense! The clothes were clearly changed by…” She wanted to say it was the maid.

Clint interrupted with a sneer, “You’re anxious? What do you want to explain? Trying to cover up? Doesn’t he have this much tolerance for you?”

“You’re sick!” Joyce was about to continue.

Luther pulled Joyce into his arms from behind, calming her anger in a low voice, “Don’t get excited. Don’t forget why we came tonight. Don’t fall into his trap.”

Joyce took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Luther smiled at Clint, “You underestimate me. I love her deeply; why would I care about such things? What matters more is her will. Have you ever considered her wishes before doing anything? If you only think about yourself, what right do you have to question my feelings for her?”

Clint’s fingers playing with the teacup stiffened slightly, though it was hard to see through the bandages.

But his expression clearly changed.

He lowered his eyes and said lightly, “I just said I wanted her to stay with me for a night; I didn’t say what I would do. You overthink. Mr. Warner wants to take her away and wants me to lift the curse on her but won’t give me time.”

He paused, “Without a whole night, how can I lift it? I can’t do it.”

Luther frowned, “A whole night to lift the curse on Joyce?”

Joyce asked, “Why should I trust you? What if you’re lying?”

“Trust or not? You have no choice,” Clint looked at Joyce with increasingly cold eyes.

Joyce fell silent; indeed, only he could lift it. Trust or not, she had no choice.

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Retracting his hand, Clint assumed a leisurely posture, “You even worry about my marriage. Should I thank you?”

His gaze turned completely cold as he spoke.

Hajime felt awkward hearing this; he didn’t want to sell his daughter and didn’t expect his daughter to volunteer.

“Regarding this matter, Your Highness, if you’re unwilling, we won’t force it. But there will be significant resistance from the Imperial Household Agency. Weighing the pros and cons, I’m sure Your Highness understands,” Hajime said. “When did Your Highness first meet my daughter Shizuka?”

Clint frowned slightly; Shizuka might have been seen at previous royal banquets but left no deep impression.

“I don’t remember,” he scoffed lightly; other women meant nothing to him.

Hajime’s face stiffened; he feared his daughter’s affection was misplaced since Clint had no impression of her. Even if she married him, how could she be happy?

Just as he was about to call off the marriage proposal,

Clint suddenly spoke.

“Alright, I’ll consider your conditions tonight.”

Hajime and Reuben exchanged glances; if they couldn’t reach an agreement tonight and delayed until tomorrow, there might be more changes.

Watanabe led the way ahead.

Seeing Clint about to leave, Luther reached out to stop him, “I have a few words I’d like to discuss with you alone.”

Clint’s eyes swept over Luther; alone with Luther?

“Fine.” He shrugged; he wanted to see what Luther had to say.

Joyce tugged at Luther in confusion; tonight’s discussion wasn’t particularly pleasant.

She didn’t understand what Luther intended at this moment.

Luther gently stroked her hand back, “Trust me. You go out with them for now.”

Joyce nodded.

This tacit understanding made Clint’s eyes redden further.

Soon after Hajime, Reuben, Joyce, and everyone else left,

Only Clint and Luther remained in the large negotiation room.

The atmosphere was tense; even the air seemed hard to move.

Clint leaned back in his chair and said coolly, “I don’t think there’s anything for us to discuss. You’re quite capable; I didn’t even know when you came into my territory.”

Luther sat down casually yet maintained his imposing presence.

Even if Clint didn’t want to admit it, Luther’s noble aura was innate.

“If you’re here just to persuade me like Hajime did, don’t waste your time. Even without Dawnblade or the imperial seal, no one can stop what I intend to do regardless of the cost.”

Luther suddenly said, “Aldis is your man embedded in OGW. On the surface, you helped the Yoshikawa family control OGW and abetted their crimes while secretly waiting for an opportunity to destroy OGW because it’s the root of their evil deeds. You’ve long wanted to eliminate it but couldn’t act openly. So when we got involved, you saw an opportunity through us to eradicate OGW completely. I’ve been thinking about my connection with Aldis; when dealing with Athena back then, Aldis helped me because of your support behind the scenes. So eliminating Athena and disbanding OGW-you’re the person behind it all. Am I right?”

Clint’s previously relaxed posture straightened abruptly.

His eyes flashed disbelief; no one knew about this. “Impossible! How did you know?”

Luther smiled lightly, “Analysis. Some things didn’t make sense before but now they do. Clint, I have some different perspectives on you; are you interested in hearing them?”

Clint narrowed his eyes immediately.