Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 639

Richard’s POV:

Rufus was going insane! I rubbed my eyes and watched the TV unblinkingly, afraid that I would miss some wonderful moment.

The comments began to appear even more quickly.

The curse is coming! Rufus is about to go berserk!

Run, everyone!”

It’s the damned curse! Retreat! Retreat!”

“Help! Prince Rufus’ frosty expression reminds me of my childhood demon.”

“Is it going to happen? I’m ready. Come on, evil I curse. I’ll repeal you!”

“He looks terrifying. Didn’t he claim that the curse had been lifted?”

“It’s so frightening. I’m out of here. You can tell me what happens later.”

I was so excited that I picked up my phone and commented, “The curse on Rufus hasn’t been removed at all. He lied to you.”

Just when I thought the situation was going to get out of hand, Rufus regained his composure in a flash. He chuckled and said to the camera, “I was just joking”

I froze.

What? He said… he was… just joking?

Damn it! Was he out of his mind?

The comments changed in the blink of an eye. The audience was remarking that Rufus was so cool and humorous, and they hadn’t expected him to fool around like this.

I rolled my eyes and flung my phone to one side.

Shit! What a group of lunatics! Both the audience and Rufus were annoying.

I was so enraged that I pulled at my hair and slammed my fist into the wall to vent out my rage.

Even the red wine lost its taste at the moment.

I was unwilling to admit that I was getting nervous.

Rufus was looking very confident. Had he discovered a new way to remove the curse?

I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to calm down. It wasn’t night yet, which was when the curse usually attacked Rufus. He must be faking calm right now.

The minutes ticked by. The darkness came quickly.

A bright beam of moonlight streamed into the room, reminding me that it was almost midnight.

However, Rufus looked alright on the live TV.

During dinner, he even displayed the antique tableware he had collected in front of everyone. He looked serene and seemed to be unbothered by any Curse.

What had happened?

I was getting increasingly flustered. I nibbled on a few bites of the cold dinner that had been served on the tea table. I had lost my appetite.

The ashtray was soon overflowing with cigarette butts. I rubbed my crumpled coat, my heart sinking to the pit of my stomach. Compared to Rufus, who was talking and laughing during the webcast, I felt like a clown.

Rufus calmly bade goodbye to the audience when the bell chimed at midnight. “Thank you. For coming to watch my webcast today and witness history. I believe you have now understood that I am no longer under the influence of the curse. I will give no further explanation and leave you to draw your own conclusions.”

As I soon as Rufus finished speaking, comments began pouring in pointing out that the curse on him had truly been lifted.

It was obvious that this webcast had improved Rufus’ reputation further. He already had a legion of fans who liked his handsome looks, and now he had gained even more fans who favored his political views. Almost inştantly, he was the leading candidate for the throne,

My heart sank. Sitting on the sofa, I was shocked and didn’t know what to do.

As the webcast interface went blank, silence returned to the room. Darkness engulfed me again, and my ability to think came to a stop at this moment.

I didn’t know how much time had passed when I heard some noises outside the room.

I raised my head and peeked out of the window.

The lights in the garden were on.

Soon, Rufus and the king barged in with a group of werewolves.

I turned my head numbly, the ominous feeling in my heart growing stronger.

This time, I seemed to be completely doomed.