"Madeline, at best, your mother is just a homewrecker. It's her who ruined the relationship between Patrick and me!"

"It's because your Luna family has committed too many sins that led to the bankruptcy. Your mother, who couldn't withstand poverty, took your sister and ran away from home. Patrick couldn't handle the blow and committed suicide."

"It's karma, it's all karma!"

At this point, Lina looked up and laughed bitterly, tears filling her eyes in the end.

Madeline stood frozen in place.

So... did the father really let Lina down?

Forcing her to have an abortion, failing to break up, and then marrying the mother?

He's really despicable!

No wonder Lina hates the father so much. If it were her, she probably couldn't bear it either.

"Even if Uncle Luna made mistakes in the past, it has nothing to do with Madeline. Mother, you should not project the grievances of the previous generation onto Madeline. Patrick had long known about his mother's past romantic experiences, and he was not surprised at all to hear about them. After all, he himself had been a bit of a playboy before he got together with Madeline, though he had always remained a virgin, he had also caused harm to many girls. Victor was scum, and he was not on the same level as him. Seeing her son still defending Madeline, Lina was so angry that she almost fainted. She pointed at Madeline and said, 'She is not at fault, but she is Victor's Yara. In any case, Patrick, since we're laying it all out today, I'll be clear with you - as long as I am alive, I will not agree to you marrying anyone from the Luna family.' 'Mother...' Patrick was anxious to say something, but Lina interrupted him directly. 'Stop it. Unless you want to kill me, don't mention anyone from the Luna family to me again!' With that, she glared fiercely at Madeline and got up to leave."

Patrick saw her leaving and said kindly, "I have bought you a new house, with a peaceful environment suitable for recuperation. You can move there and spend leisure time chatting and drinking tea with your old friends..."

After hearing this, Lina turned around, deeply disappointed, and said, "Alright Patrick, you are willing to abandon your mother for this woman. Fine, since you hold me in such low regard, I will leave now."

"As for my life and death in the future, you don't need to worry about it!"

And so, Lina packed up her belongings and left that day, crying bitterly with a sense of grievance.

It was said that Madeline, this fox spirit, used her charm to seduce her son. It was also said that Patrick was unfilial, even driving away his own mother.

As she left crying, causing passersby to turn around and stop, pointing and gossiping about Patrick and Madeline, secretly cursing them for being unfilial.

Patrick held Madeline's hand tightly, with guilt in his eyes, "It's all my fault, causing you and the child to suffer."

Perhaps in the past, Madeline would have chosen to quarrel with Patrick over this matter. But today, seeing Patrick defending her, she suddenly saw Everyone clearly.

She was not living to please anyone, as long as this man loved her, it was enough.

She believed more that no matter how much she made a fuss, Patrick would never let go of her hand!

"I poured foot-washing water on your mom, aren't you angry?" Madeline raised her eyebrows and asked.

Patrick pulled her into his arms, brushed away the stray hair from her forehead, and said hoarsely, "Compared to my mom wanting to hit you, your behavior is not excessive at all. But Madeline, you are not allowed to do such things in the future. My mom is capable of doing anything, if I hadn't come back in time, what would happen if she really hurt you?"

"She can't hurt me, don't forget, I have some skills." Madeline leaned against the man's chest, and the gloom in her heart dissipated at that moment.

As long as Lina leaves, the two of them can go back to how they used to be.

But can this kind of life really be sustained?

...

That night.

A sudden strong wind rose up, the sky darkened completely, with no moonlight in sight.

A black shadow passed by the balcony of Royal View Courtyard, aiming directly at the figure in the master bedroom, a cold smile forming at the corner of the mouth.

Just as he was about to shoot, Freya, standing on the balcony, suddenly looked up.

The other person made a gesture towards her, pressing the trigger.

At that moment, hidden members of the dark web surrounding them swarmed in.

As a shot was about to be fired, a low, cold voice came from behind, "The game is about to end."

The sniper suddenly turned around, only to see a man wearing a black windbreaker, half of his face covered with a mask, now bathed in the darkness making it hard to discern his appearance.

"Who are you?"

The sniper squinted to survey the surroundings, realizing all were bodyguards. When he realized he had been tricked, he inwardly knew it was not good.

Bradley approached with quiet steps, his dark eyes swirling with intensity, his voice as cold as if soaked in an icy pond.

"Dark web master!"

"Dark...master!" The sniper hesitated, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

Rumors had it that the dark master never showed himself, and no ying had the privilege of seeing his true face at Mount Lu. But today, he took the initiative to come, making the sniper feel uneasy.

"I have never had any dealings with the dark web. Why has the dark master come looking for me?" Bradley squinted his eyes, his black windbreaker fluttering in the wind.

He remained silent, swiftly approaching the sniper with fierce and rapid moves.

"You may not be related to me, but in dealing with Mystica, you are opposing the dark web. Remember, Mystica was once part of the dark web."

The sniper dodged, stepping back and launching a counterattack.

"Mystica had a falling out with the dark web a long time ago and established the Spirit Raven Pavilion. Now, the dark master is helping Mystica. I doubt Mystica will appreciate your interference!"

"Then you can stop worrying about it!"

Bradley didn't waste any words, his actions were extremely fast. Coupled with the fact that the sniper himself was injured, his strength gradually failed him.

"Tell me, why did you target Mystica? How did you know about the game of Death Hunt?" Bradley didn't give the other person a chance to catch their breath, step by step pushing them to the edge of the rooftop. ying step back and the other party would surely fall off the edge.

The sniper clenched the sniper rifle, his pupils red as he looked at Bradley, then suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter.

"So many people around the world imitate Death Hunt, what's so special about it? Besides, the grudge between me and Mystica doesn't seem to be something the dark web should care about!"

After speaking, the sniper fired a shot in the direction of Bradley. Seizing the opportunity when he dodged, the sniper turned around and jumped off the building.

"Block the entire Royal View Courtyard, don't let him escape." Bradley stood on the rooftop, overlooking the entire manor from above.

For today, he had mobilized all the dark web experts hidden around, even if the other party had three heads and six arms, there was no way they could step out of Royal View Courtyard. Behind him, there were intermittent hurried footsteps approaching.

Bradley's brows slightly furrowed, knowing that Freya had arrived. He disappeared into the darkness in a flash.

Just as he left, Freya arrived on the rooftop. Seeing the empty and deserted place, she knew she was a step behind.

The red dot just now, she couldn't have been mistaken, it was clearly a sniper rifle.

But this time, the other party surprisingly didn't fire, which was too suspicious!