Bab 279: Chapter -279

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"Kill me..."

The butler expected some more things like a wish to be fulfilled. It was a wish, but this wasn't what he was expecting.

"Pardon?" A chair appears when he was about to take a seat. "Can you elaborate a little more?" He crossed his legss with a curious look. It was clear to him that what she meant was different.

"What I mean is..." Lucien had been thinking about this and this was the only solution she could think of. "...Fake my death....Like I died in an accident. I want it to make it believable that I died on the spot."

The soft music still continues to play in the hall. They could even hear the murmur though they were in the garden.

"Take a seat." The butler snaps his fingers and a chair, and a table appear. Lucien didn't have a choice but to sit down, her heels were killing her. "Would you like some tea?" He snaps again and a teapot and a teacup appears which was floating in the air.