Chapter 79

AZRAEL DE LUCA’S POV

My grandpa charged forward, pretending to be sick again. With his one hand holding his left chest, he yelled in a panicking voice,

“Azrael… Ah… you will kill me… you… you promised to marry, Cassendra… how can you… Ah… you are going to give me a heart attack again…”

“STOP PRETENDING!!” I shouted at him and continued to speak with a sneer,

“The doctors have confessed everything to me. You have faked all those medical reports. Nothing has gone wrong with your body. You just wanted to force your decisions on me. Grandpa, I get the fact that the Mitchells were using me for their benefits. But what about you? Are you really my own blood?”

His expression sank quickly, a hurt look crossing across his eyes. He didn’t expect me to blame the bloodline that we were carrying. If it wasn’t for the blood, I would have finished him long back.

I pressed the record button, Cassendra and her father’s voice echoed behind the scene. Naturally, the