"To ensure your daughter's safety?" Wang Xiao interjected, his tone dripping with skepticism, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Or was it a cunning ploy to pit two factions against each other, exploiting the ensuing chaos for your advantage?"
Seraphine, now wearing a bitter smile, fidgeted nervously, her hands trembling slightly as she attempted to play it cool. With a shaky hand, she began pouring wine into his empty glass. "I never said that."
"Don't pour more wine; hold onto it. You'll need it later," Wang Xiao remarked, his smile tinged with a hint of menace.
If this woman truly intended to manipulate him...
He should have been enraged.
But instead, he found himself oddly entertained...
Now, rather than seeking revenge, he plotted to use her in return, all the while concealing his true intentions.
After all, how could Seraphine possibly know that at this very moment, Wang Xiao found himself without the backing he so desperately needed?
