“No, the target is everyone except Paul. Of course, this includes the bastards from the James, Amslows, and Carls! I wouldn’t have my Rothschild name threatened if they hadn’t done anything!”
Violet’s voice was cold as madness also seeped into her eyes.
Kant, since you dare stab me in the back, don’t blame me for using you as a stepping stone to climb back to the top. It’s all your fault!
“But, Miss Violet, won’t your parents punish you if they were to find out about this?”
Edmund did not obey immediately as usual. This time, and even voiced out his thoughts. Although he was obsessed with Violet, he was not stupid. He did not want to be the scapegoat for this attack.
Hearing Edmund question her, an imperceptible killing intent flashed across Violet’s eyes.
Still, she answered softly, “Edmund, you don’t have to worry about what this will do to you. I’ll tell my father to let me marry you after this is done. A knight that protects his princess will of course receive a fitting reward.”
After Violet said this, she pressed a light kiss beside Edmund’s incredulous eyes.
“Take this as an advanced deposit. Also, this ring is a relic left to me by my mother. I’m giving it to you now. Let this be a token of my promise this time.”
Edmund clutched the ring Violet handed him, his gaze still dreamy. It was all so incredible.
Violet, the proud daughter of the Rothschild family, had actually taken a fancy to him, a mercenary. This was an opportunity for him to ascend higher!
It seemed that everything that he had done while by Violet’s side had been seen. He must have moved her so much that she even wanted to marry him!
Thinking this, Edmund’s heart grew hot as he straightened himself and called out loudly, “Miss, I definitely won’t let you down!”
After that, Edmund turned around and started contact his subordinates who were already lying in wait.
“Sniper one, take your position, target Kant of the James family. Sniper two, take your position, target Solander…”
Immersed in a beautiful dream, Edmund did not notice that Violet was looking at him with eyes filled with murderous intent at this moment. It was as if she were looking at a dead man.
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