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Chapter 1851 The Weight of Hatred

Chapter 1851

Liana sneered with a cruel edge.

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At thirty–five, she defied her age through rigorous martial arts training and

meticulous self–care, appearing as a vibrant woman in her mid–twenties to

everyone else. However, her smile only seemed to fuel Rhett’s irritation,

deepening his frown with growing annoyance.

“Rhett Flynn, you’re nothing but a pitiful, pathetic, and despicable man!” she

spat out, her voice laced with venom.

“I understand your hatred,” Rhett said with measured calm. “Our parents died

young, leaving you deprived of a mother’s love. The Saintess was like a

mother to you, showing you kindness and care. You admired her just as you

would your own mother.”

Liana fell silent, her eyes cold and filled with bitter resentment.

“I never wanted her to leave the Airspace Group. Though I was her guardian.

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her power far exceeded my own. When she decided to go, I was powerless to

stop her,” Rhett sighed deeply.

“Are you really just making excuses now? And you still have the nerve to call

yourself Your Eminence?” Liana’s voice dripped with scorn.

“Whether you see my words as excuses or justifications doesn’t matter.” Rhett

quickly regained his composure, his gaze resolute. “The past is the past, and I

don’t owe you any more apologies.”

Having shed his sense of guilt and indebtedness, he had come to terms with

Emmanuel’s belief that the Saintess had left to seek her own freedom.

“Liana, every person deserves the right to choose their own path in life, rather

than live by the expectations of others,” Rhett continued. “True happiness and

joy come from within, not from relying on others.”

“Enough!” She made a move suddenly.

Her movement was as swift as a streak of white light, arriving in an instant.

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He barely had time to react before her palm struck him in the chest, sending

him crashing to the ground with a bloody smear at the corner of his mouth.

“Liana, you’ve grown quite formidable!” Rhett coughed, blood spattering his

lips, yet a faint smile remained.

As a brother, he felt a strange sense of pride in her growth.

“Don’t you dare smile!” Liana’s voice was seething with fury. “Do you know why

I’ve become so strong? It’s all because of my hatred!”

Rhett’s smile faded, replaced by a deep, troubled sigh.

Liana’s anger flared as she spoke. “You talk about happiness and joy as if

they’re easily attainable. I was only six years old then–did you really expect a

child to manage her own life? I had hoped to grow up with the Saintess !

admired, to be loved and cared for by her. But when she left so suddenly, the

pain was overwhelming, and I felt deeply betrayed. Her cruelty and your

neglect shaped who I am today. I despise all of you!”

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Rhett stayed silent, knowing well that Liana’s change started after the

departure of the former Saintess. The once joyful child had been forged into

a ruthless and unfeeling warrior through the brutal training of the Airspace

Group.

Liana suddenly tore her clothes and lifted her long red dress, revealing a

myriad of horrifying scars. “I was meant to be a little angel, bathed in holy

light and nurtured with love. But because of the two of you, my world was

shattered, and I was molded into who I am now!”

“Rhett, do you know how much I’ve suffered over the years?” Liana’s voice

trembled with raw emotion.

Rhett sighed and nodded. “I know. They took you to the Redback Assassins forr

inhumane training. But that’s not all-”

“No! You have no idea!” Liana interrupted angrily. “They twisted ordinary

people into monsters, deviants, even zombies… and I was among them! With

the immense power of the Flynn bloodline, my torment was far worse. They

used cruel devices to shock and torment me, pushing me to the brink where

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death seemed like a release. At times, I even tried to end my own life…”

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He didn’t need her to explain further. He could imagine the horrors she had

endured.

She bore many puncture marks, evidence of the technological instruments

that had been driven into her body.