บท 49: Chapter 40 Lanci's Trap _1

Upon seeing Hyperion's attitude, a slight smirk appeared on Modan's lips, but there was no trace of laughter in his eyes.

"Hyperion... No one would willingly turn their back to a filthy thing like you, but I don't mind because you have no power to fight back against me."

The contempt in his gaze, as if he had already treated Hyperion as a plaything in his hand,

"You'll come begging to me one day, it's just a matter of time. After all, you know that you can't find your father on your own… But by then, you'll have no dignity left, I promise you that."

He lowered his voice and whispered into Hyperion's ear.

His aim was to humiliate Hyperion, and now he was no longer pretending.

"…"

Hyperion clenched her fists tightly, yet bit her teeth and could not say anything.

Even if her heart was filled with anger, a deep and uncontrollable rage, she didn't want to deal with this bastard.