Chapter 611


    Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight


    Chapter 611 K*ller In The Wardrobe


    Rufus’ POV:


    I had been too busy today that I didn’t have the time to even drink water. My subordinates even


    followed me back to my room so we could continue our discussion.


    I was so annoyed that I wanted to smoke a cigarette. However, one of the elders stopped me, saying


    smoking wasn’t good for my health. However, he was secretly smoking in a corner.


    I was frustrated and pissed off.


    When I entered the room, I saw my subordinates sitting in a row. At first, they were only expressing


    their opinions one after the other. However,ter, they got into a heated discussion.


    I pulled my tie, pretending to be serious as I listened to their conversation.


    In fact, Sylvia was all I could think about.


    I was indeed angry with her, but most importantly, I didn’t forgive Sylvia immediately because I wanted


    her to take me seriously.


    My name and status in the family had been witnessing a terrible decline. If things went on this way and


    we have a child in the future, I was afraid the situation would only get worse.


    Therefore, I decided to hold back my love and longing for her. I couldn’tpromise with her until at


    least midnight.


    Sylvia had been texting me every half an hour, informing me what she was doing. But all of a sudden,


    the messages stopped.


    I thought she woulde to me, but she didn’t. I nced at my phone again. There was still no new


    message from her, not even an emoji.


    I couldn’t help but wonder if she was angry. It would break my heart if she ignored me likest time.


    Cheering her up wasn’t an easy task. However, I seemed to make the same mistake again.


    My stomach began to churn with anxiety. I couldn’t wait to kiss her and tell her how much I loved her.


    Sylvia’s pitiful face shed in my mind, and my heart melted into a puddle. I let out a weary sigh, and


    my subordinates immediately fell silent.


    Only then did I realize I was still in a meeting. The people in the room were all terrified, thinking they


    had said something wrong. I cleared my throat awkwardly. “Go on. What did you just say?”


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    The room erupted with noises as everyone got into a heated discussion again. I looked at the clock on


    the wall, and my desire to meet Sylvia intensified. Just then, I heard a noise from the wardrobe.


    I looked around to check if it was a mouse, but there was nothing around, so I didn’t care.


    A few secondster, I heard the sound again. It was the dinging of a bell. I waved my hand, gesturing


    for everyone to calm down.


    Everyone shut their mouths and waited for me to speak. Although the noise had disappeared, I realized


    someone hade to my room when I wasn’t present.


    The bed sheet and quilt were wrinkled. It was obvious someone had moved them. I immediately


    realized someone had sneaked in, so I stood up and looked at my subordinates, gesturing that


    someone was in the wardrobe.


    I assumed it was an assassin. I thought I could live in peace for the time being at the border and didn’t


    expect to encounter the same trouble over and over again. I wasn’t really surprised though.


    I sneered and walked toward the wardrobe. My men understood what I meant and immediately


    followed me, ready to attack, as they gradually walked toward the wardrobe.


    I shifted my stance and stared at the wardrobe coldly. Then, I grabbed the handle and yanked the door


    open. However, my mind went nk, and my b*ody froze when I saw what was inside.


    Fortunately, my hand reacted faster than my brain. I mmed the door shut and pressed myself


    against it. ‘Damn it! What the hell!’