Chapter 65: The Past Love Rivalry...
Acantha leaned to her father, "I want to help those people." She said, which made the duke stiffen.
The duke sighed at what she said and looked at her. "You really are your mother’s daughter," he said as he caressed her face.
"I just wanted to help them; I heard Baron Abellarde was asking for something in return before he let Noraya heal those people who needed to be healed," Acantha said as her hand turned into a fist.
"There is also one young man whose mother died because they don’t have enough money to give to the Abellarde’s," she said as she looked at her father, whose face darkened at what she said.
"I knew that he was bad, but I didn’t know he was this bad." Acantha continued.
"He was eviler than you think," the duke said as he walked near her balcony and looked at the outside like he was thinking something.
"He can do anything as he can do as he knew that he has the Empress on his back." The duke said as he was still looking at the balcony.
"But, Father. Who was the man you call Lord Rigas? I didn’t seem to see him during the ball at the palace." Acantha said as she looked at Flamear, who yawned at the corner.
She saw how her father turned to her, and there was a glimpse of anger in his eyes.
"Hugo Rigas was the son of the late Count Rigas; he was the youngest son in their family and one of my closest friends." The duke said, which made her look at him in confusion.
"What happened?" She asks in confusion; she doesn’t know, but she knows there is still something with that man in the way he looks at her.