Daphne stared at Lucian with an eager, triumphant look, her eyes brimming with vicious satisfaction.
It had taken a tremendous amount of effort to dig through Willow's past, essentially turning her entire childhood upside down, to finally uncover this useful piece of information!
Daphne had been Lucian's fiancée since childhood. Even though they hadn't spent that much time together, she still knew him reasonably well.
Lucian had lacked paternal affection growing up and was never close to his father. His grandmother and his mother were the few pure spots in his heart.
Back when his mother passed away, Lucian had literally grabbed a knife with bloodshot eyes, ready to kill Dominic.
It was Madam Margaret who had forcefully stopped him, talking with him through the entire night before finally managing to suppress his rage. Yet, he still fiercely resisted taking over the family business.
He even went as far as striking out on his own to build his own empire. No one knew what kind of company he had founded; he had always kept it hidden flawlessly.
It wasn't until Madam Margaret fell ill that Lucian returned.
If he was driven to commit patricide over his mother's death as a child, how could he simply let it go as an adult?
The agony of losing a loved one only intensified over time. Daphne didn't believe for a second that Lucian could overcome such a massive hurdle to continue loving Willow!
She absolutely refused to believe it!
She kept her eyes locked on Lucian, unable to resist driving the knife in deeper. "Lucian, every time you look at Willow's face from now on, won't you think of your dead mother? Tell me, if she has a soul watching from beyond, how would she feel seeing you in love with her killer's daughter? Would she hate you? Would she disown you as her son?!"
Daphne knew exactly how to twist the knife. Every word she spoke felt like a jagged blade continuously shredding his soul.
Anyone lacking a will of steel would likely suffer a mental breakdown just hearing those words.
Daphne had far too much experience doing this. She had grown up with absolute wealth, getting bored of every normal source of entertainment until she started finding her amusement in breaking others.
At first, it was mere physical torment. But eventually, she realized physical wounds healed too easily, making it boring. So, she switched to psychological warfare.
Her worst offense involved driving a young woman into severe depression until she threw herself off a building.
Daphne still remembered how she felt in that exact moment—an absurd, thrilling rush as the blood bloomed before her eyes, leaving her trembling with excitement.
Therefore, she knew exactly what kind of damage her words could inflict upon Lucian.

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