Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 932

Chapter 932 Remy’s Brilliant idea

Chapter 932 Remy’s Brilliant Idea

“You still don’t have a plan, but I do.”

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Remy lifted off the ground, hovering lightly in the air. From his palm, several dark sapphire vines rapidly sprouted, each one wrapped in vicious, pointed thorns.

He tilted his head toward Drake. “Daddy Drake, Mama once told me that in the human world, if you mess up, the best way to show sincerity is to punish yourself first before asking for forgiveness.”

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His eyes drifted over Drake’s outfit. “So hurry and take your shirt off. Wrap yourself with these vines. Don’t use your ability to protect yourself, and it’s even better if the thorns break the skin a little.

“I promise Mama will forgive you after that.”

Punish myself first?

Drake’s gaze settled on the thorn-covered vines, his brows drawing together slightly. It wasn’t that he feared pain.

The real issue was Silas had clearly warned them not to use any emotional manipulation or pitiful tactics.

“Wouldn’t this still count as one of those pity tricks?”

Remy immediately shook his head with firm conviction.

“Nope, not at all.”

With his arms crossed over his chest, the little boy looked completely serious, while the small flower sprouting from his head bobbed solemnly as if agreeing.

“Pity tricks are when you deliberately act miserable to make Mama soften her heart. This is different. This is genuine remorse, proper attitude, and full ceremonial sincerity.”

Drake stared at him for a brief pause, silent for a couple of seconds.

“Is there really a difference?”

“Of course there is.”

Remy floated closer and waved a tiny hand. The sharp vines in his palm instantly softened and hung down obediently.

“If you think of it yourself, Mama will immediately see through it and know you’re acting. But if I teach you, it becomes legitimate”

“How does that change anything?” Drake asked calmly.

“Because I won’t set you up,” Remy replied with absolute confidence.

Drake didn’t respond for a moment.

Oddly enough, that reasoning only made it sound even less trustworthy to him.

“Daddy Drake, you need to trust me!”

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Chapter 932 Remy’s Brilliant Idea

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Remy flew right up to his face and patted his shoulder with a small, earnest hand. Even the flower on his head swayed dramatically, as if reinforcing his sincerity.

“You’re basically half my real dad would never trick you.”

“Mama absolutely responds to this kind of thing This is the oldest and most genuine apology method in the human world. It’s all about showing your attitude!”

As he spoke, Remy pushed the vines forward a little more and declared with full confidence, “As long as you take off your shirt, bind yourself with this, don’t resist with your ability, and let a little blood show… the moment Mama sees you, she’ll definitely stop being angry.

“She’ll just feel sorry for you instead,”

Drake lowered his eyes, quietly studying the sharp thorns wrapped in deep blue.

Compared to sitting downstairs and doing nothing, Remy’s absurd suggestion somehow became the only workable option.

“Alright.”

After a short silence, he ultimately agreed.

He raised his hand and unfastened his shirt without hesitation. The fabric slid away, revealing a broad, well-built chest and sharply defined muscles beneath.

Then he reached for the vines in Remy’s hands.

“Daddy Drake, you absolutely cannot use your ability, okay?” Remy reminded him quickly.

“I understand.”

Drake responded in a low, steady voice. Without hesitation, he began wrapping the thorned vines around his bare torso, layer by

layer.

Without any protective ability shielding him, the sharp thorns immediately pierced into his skin.

He didn’t flinch. Not even a crease formed between his brows as fine drops of blood welled up, tracing thin red lines across his pale, cold-toned skin.

The sight was almost unsettling in its intensity.

A soft chime echoed as the elevator reached the top floor.

The doors slid open slowly, revealing the familiar quietness of the highest level.

At the end of the corridor, floor-to-ceiling glass displayed a vast, glittering star-filled sky.

Drake exhaled once and stepped out, his upper body bound in blood-stained thorn vines.

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The blood continued to seep along the thorns in slow trails, staining his pale skin and making his already sharp, restrained aura feel even more oppressive.

Beside him, floating midair, Remy nodded approvingly.

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Chapter 932 Remy’s Brilliant idea

Perfect. This looks even better than I expected.”

Drake walked toward the master bedroom door. He lifted his hand and knocked gently, knuckles tapping twice.

Knock. Knock.

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