"I don't know you. So, don 't call my name!" Rother said coldly toward Diana.
He then scrutinized those present, and his gaze landed back on Diana. He continued coldly, "You should know Maria's status. She's the daughter of the Duke of the Vanmither clan, the noble Ms. Maria. Only she is worthy of my son. I hope you know your place!"
Diana felt a burning sensation on her face. She felt a mix of emotions. She looked up at Daemon with pleading eyes, only to see him looking down with hands clenched into fists.
"Did you hear that? You little bitch, you have no right to be Daemon's wife! Only I, Maria, am worthy of him. Even if Daemon doesn't want me, no other woman in this world can have him!"
Maria lifted her head and looked at Diana with disdain, much like a victorious chicken surveying its domain.
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