The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 1190

“Obviously, if you refuse, I have other means of stripping you of your position. It's just that it will cost a lot more lives and result in more bloodshed.”

King had founded Blaze and gathered immense wealth and weapons in preparation for that specific moment.

Furthermore, he had finally managed to produce the drug that enabled his personality to dominate Geert's body forever by sealing off the latter. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Blaze had, all this while, established many research centers in Chanaea and Loang for the sole purpose of forcing researchers to come up with that particular drug. As a result, there were many who assumed Blaze was researching poisons or drugs that could affect one's mental condition for the purpose of profit.

However, the truth couldn't be any further, for his real objective was to create a drug that would allow his personality to take over the body permanently.

Now that the time was right, he would receive a jab once a month to keep Geert's personality at bay.

Consequently, he could finally use the body to complete his grand plan—seek revenge for the woman he loved and become the king of the nation!

Upon hearing King's words, Mikhail furrowed his brows in silence.

Bastien, who could sense that Mikhail was considering King's proposal, lowered his voice and said, “Father, despite our dire circumstances, you cannot hand the country over to a nutjob who suffers from a split personality. This would be extremely irresponsible to the country and its people!”

Bastien's words and the conviction in his eyes caused Mikhail to weigh the consequences of his choices.

Having caught Bastien whispering in Mikhail's ear, King easily guessed what was said. Hence, he couldn't help but burst into mocking laughter. “Mikhail, no wonder Bastien is your favorite among all the children. He, very much like you, is just as greedy for power and riches. Instead of worrying about his missing bride, he is more concerned with the security of his own position!”

King had barely finished when Bastien's expression drastically changed.

Although he was filled with the urge to find Natalie, the nation's desperate circumstances took precedence.

Refusing to admit the truth, he retorted defiantly, “Blaze is nothing but an organization. Do you really think the guards in Luna Palace are pushovers? I dare you to take my life now, or you won't get another chance after this!”

Dressed in his wedding suit, Bastien got to his feet and approached King step by step.

He had run multiple scenarios in his mind.

If he were to confront King now, there was still a chance for him to turn the tide. However, if he were to surrender and allow King to take the throne, he, as Mikhail's son, would suffer a fate no different from his half-brother, who was just shot to death.

King raised his gun and aimed the barrel at Bastien.

Despite the frown on his face, Bastien had no other choice but to continue forward without showing any fear.

Given that King had no qualms about killing Mikhail, taking Bastien's life was nothing but an afterthought to him.

All of a sudden, a figure dashed out in front of Bastien to shield him with her outstretched arms.

“Don't kill him!” It was none other than Helma, who had always been hopelessly in love with him. She pleaded with King, “I know you aren't Geert, but your body belongs to him, making you my biological father still. Furthermore... you promised me that as long as I cooperated with you, you would not harm Bastien. You even vowed to make him mine! Go ahead and kill anyone you fancy, but please spare him!”

The rapidly developing situation had diverged from Helma's expectations. This was far from what she imagined when she first planned to foil the wedding.

Regardless of how events unfolded, she remained steadfast in her desire not to see Bastien harmed.

“Did you hear that? My 'daughter' has asked me not to lay a finger on you.” Despite being amazed by Helma's desire to protect Bastien, King kept his word to not hurt the latter.