The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 1157

The only person in Loang who dared to address Cynthia by her first name was Mikhail.

As the king of Loang and the most powerful person in the country, Mikhail made Cynthia quake in her boots with just one rhetorical question.

Only after taking a deep breath did Cynthia manage to calm herself slightly.

“I was only disciplining the attendant for failing to carry out my order as intended,” responded Cynthia with a soft smile. “That's all, Your Majesty. It's nothing to concern yourself with.”

The injured and bloodied man remained on the floor, afraid to get up.

“Leave us,” ordered Mikhail after glancing at the attendant.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” The subordinate then wiped the blood off his face and hurriedly left as if the king would change his mind if he did not make himself scarce in time.

Afterward, only Mikhail and Cynthia remained in the room.

Even though Cynthia was still shaken up, she put on a smile while pouring Mikhail a cup of hot coffee. “Your Majesty, this is made with some of our finest coffee beans. You should try it.”

Cynthia then humbly extended the beverage to Mikhail, but he did not take it.

Despite the awkward situation, the woman dared not make any sudden moves but maintained her stiff posture and continued to hold the cup out to Mikhail, who simply gazed at her and refused to take the cup from her.

When her arms eventually got too sore, Cynthia dropped the cup and got the back of her hand scalded by the hot beverage.

She immediately inhaled sharply because of the pain.

Cynthia was no fool; she could tell that Mikhail was giving her a hard time on purpose.

“Do you know what you did wrong?” inquired Mikhail coldly.

“I don't,” replied Cynthia, trying her best to ignore the pain from the wound on the back of her hand.

“You don't?” Mikhail spoke in a higher pitch when questioning Cynthia for the second time.

“I don't!”

“You've got some nerve!” exclaimed Mikhail before approaching Cynthia to wrap his fingers around her neck and tighten his grip.

“What makes you think you have the right to hurt Natalie?” Mikhail looked so furious that he seemed as if he was going to rip Cynthia's heart out. “Others may not have any idea, but you know better than anyone who she looks like!”

Cynthia's heart almost skipped a beat when she heard that. As expected, Mikhail knows that I'm related to Natalie's death! I just... didn't think the news would reach him so soon. I didn't even have the time to cover it up! Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“I didn't,” denied Cynthia.

“I didn't come here for confirmation. What I want to know is why you hurt her. Why?” Mikhail wrapped his fingers around Cynthia's neck so tightly that she could not breathe.

Grasping Mikhail's hands, Cynthia did her best to get her words out of her mouth. “She just... looked like... that woman... She's... not her... That woman... died long ago.”

“So what?” questioned Mikhail with blood-red eyes. “The fact that she looked like that person is reason enough for me to forbid you from laying a finger on her. Don't think for a second that you can do whatever you want just because you've been with me for a long time!”

Upon hearing Mikhail, Cynthia was convinced that he had lost his mind.

The DNA test confirmed that Natalie is Mikhail's progeny and the princess of Loang, but the king was kept in the dark about it. If Natalie's face is reason enough for him to murder me, he'll grind me to dust when he finds out she's actually his daughter! With that thought in mind, Cynthia began to turn pale, and her suffocation only worsened.

I can't tell him! He can never know that Natalie is his biological daughter!

Cynthia had her mouth wide open, grimacing as she struggled to stay alive.

However, Mikhail had no intention of showing the woman mercy.

Suddenly, a female attendant rushed in to grovel at Mikhail's feet.

“Please spare Lady Cynthia, Your Majesty. She saved you when she was young. On top of that, she valued your life over her brother's and her father's,” begged the attendant, bringing up all the things Cynthia had done for Mikhail. “Even if she's in the wrong, you can't treat her this way. She's been with you the longest; she devoted her life to Luna Palace.”