When she couldn't bear it anymore, Si Fuqing pulled her out again.

So back and forth.

Greta was on the verge of collapse.

She started yelling and hitting the wall. She even broke her head and couldn't get rid of the mental torture.

"Si Fuqing, you devil!" Greta went crazy, "You are not human!"

"What's this?" Si Fuqing was unmoved, "You haven't been forced to commit suicide yet, have you?"

"Bang!"

At this time, the door was knocked open.

The middle-aged man rushed in hurriedly: "My daughter!"

When he saw Greta's forehead covered with blood, he was shocked and angry, and immediately stepped forward: "Greta, it's okay. Your Majesty and His Highness are here, and they will definitely make the decision for you."

"Si Fuqing, you didn't expect that..." Greta looked up, her face was pale, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile, "I said, in front of me, you will always be just a plaything of capital."

"I am an earl conferred by His Majesty the King himself. How can you compare me to that?"

Sang Yanqing lowered her voice and asked quietly: "Qingqing, has her brain been damaged by you?"

Even she, who was coming into contact with the Evolutionary for the first time, knew that the Evolutionary was not under the control of the world at all.

Si Fuqing: "She doesn't have this thing."

Sang Yanqing: "..."

There were footsteps, and Raphael, still wearing a white palace suit, appeared at the door.

"Brother!" Greta burst into tears and immediately rushed towards Raphael, "Brother, you are finally here. If you don't come, I will die here today."

Raphael's footsteps paused.

"Brother, she grabbed me from my room indiscriminately." Greta cried heartbreakingly, "Brother, you must make the decision for me, brother."

The king frowned upon hearing this.

On the way here, he had already investigated what Greta had done.

He has sentenced Greta to death.

He is the only brother among his brothers. Why does this "brother" sound make him so unhappy?

The king made one more note in his mind.

Raphael raised his eyes.

Si Fuqing just leaned on the chair and looked at him with a lazy expression: "Yes, I did it."

Raphael withdrew his gaze and looked down at Greta: "Why did she bully you?"

"Brother, she is jealous of me." Greta said pitifully, "She and I both have a film to participate in next year's Grain Award selection. She is jealous that I have won more awards than her."

"She even asked RM and Lan to kick me out. Brother, please stop investing in RM and Lan."

Raphael hummed and asked casually: "What do you want to do with her?"

Greta was a little surprised, but she didn't show it: "She invaded my life. I am the Countess of Mouston. I want her to be publicly executed. I also want-"

Before she finished speaking, her feet left the ground.

Her throat was held by one of Raphael's hands, and the air gradually began to thin.

Greta's eyes widened: "Brother..."

"Countess, right?" Raphael paused, as if he just remembered this matter, he smiled coldly, "Then from today on, you are no longer countess."

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The names of the Duke and the King come from two angels in the Bible: Raphael and Uriel, but this has nothing to do with the Bible.
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