Chapter 941

Nina was struggling. Every time she tried to forgive, she could not bring herself to say it. She just could not let it go.
Moreover, the things Pharaoh and Seth had done, the things she had seen, played in her mind like a movie, scene by scene. Pharaoh waved goodbye to her. He did not say anything, but his silence spoke volumes. Seeing this, Micah was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, “Nina, do you still think he’s a bad person?”
Most parents give everything to their children without expecting anything in return. To his children, Pharaoh was not a bad person.
Differences in stance and politics could not be changed, but Nina could not accept Pharaoh’s actions. Since young, she had been taught to perform good deeds, help those in need, and contribute to society without expecting anything in return. The things Pharaoh had done were too much for her to accept. Every time she thought about it, she felt suffocated and had a headache. So, she tried not to think about it.
“Can we not talk about this, Micah? You’ve always been by his side. You know his other side, you…”
“You can help those homeless and injured children. Why can’t you see your father as a child who made mistakes?”
Micah’s deep voice interrupted her before she could finish.
Nina’s throat tightened. After a few seconds, she replied hoarsely, “So many lives were lost, Micah. How can you ask me to see him as a child? That’s impossible.”
The bloody scenes were unforgettable, forever etched in her mind. When the Yaren tribe had not reformed, Pharaoh and Nash were on opposite sides. And she was a citizen of Birkham!
She leaned against the window, looking exhausted. “I’m a bit tired.”
Nina closed her eyes while Orion, the boy she held, remained silent.
This child was unusually quiet.
In Salterra, the situation was tense. They were preparing for a major battle to counterattack the smaller allied countries.
Even though they had Birkham’s help now, the president intended to arrange a marriage between his son and a princess from another country. The chosen son was his third child, the one he had recently acknowledged, Nash.
The president stood in front of Nash. Given his status, the president could not be seen in any part of the Yaren tribe, but Nash was here.
Five years ago, Nash had nearly died because of Nina. Now, five years later, the president could not allow Nash’s feelings for Nina to jeopardize his plans.
“You’ve been hard to find lately,” the president said in a low, stern voice, his eyebrows furrowed. His cold face showed a hint of severity and determination, and his eyes bore a striking resemblance to Nash’s. Nash replied coolly, “But you still found me.”
“Are you defying me?” The president narrowed his eyes, towering above, intolerant of any defiance, especially from Nash, his favored son.
Nash pressed his lips together and remained silent.
In the past, to save Nina, he made an equal exchange with him. He also held significant weapons and had his “Reset Plan.” Until he could completely bring him down, he could not afford to provoke him. “I can carry out everything according to your expectations, but I will not marry anyone other than Nina.”