Chapter 87. Familiar Voice

Cercei's POV

“Fuck you!” I spat at him, my anger boiling over as he rudely turned away.

With a deep sigh of frustration, I decided to abandon the entire ill-fated plan. It crumbled before it could even start. My mother remains missing, and there’s no trace of Maria either. The original goal was to approach Lucian with persistent kindness, to gain his trust, and ultimately secure my mother back. Yet, now I know she is not in these walls, so what’s the purpose of still staying here?

My fury was so intense that it felt like plumes of smoke were escaping from my ears. I dialed Vincent to inform him of the abrupt cancellation of our plan, and his disappointment was noticeable, just like my Aunt. Now they’re trying to figure out where in the world Lucian would hide my mother.

Escaping from this place is my only purpose now, although I know all too well that it won’t be a simple feat, given Lucian’s ill temperament recently.

That arrogant scoundrel! I had