Chapter 343

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Third Person’s POV
As guests departed from the Blackthorn Pack territory, the lively atmosphere gradually faded.
The omega servants promptly began cleaning up. Adelaide escorted Priscilla back to her room.
Priscilla , in high spirits from the celebration, had indulged a bit too much in wine, leaving her gait unsteady. She called out to Morgana, “Brew me a pot of coffee.
Morgana responded, “As you wish, Priscilla
Once Morgana left. Adelaide massaged Priscilla’s forehead. “Still feeling dizzy?” she asked.
Priscilla, eyes closed, smiled and said. “I’m just too delighted. Today’s banquet was flawless. Adelaide, how did you manage everything so perfectly? Such a grand affair , and you handled it all without any fuss
Adelaide’s lips twitched–had Priscilla sought her advice, the outcome might have been chaotic
Emboldened by the wine , Priscilla opened her eyes and glanced at Adelaide. I have no regrets now, except for one thing—I long for you to give me a grandchild soon, so I can relish the joy of spending time with my descendants, just like Hera does.”
Adelaide replied with a smile, “Well, if I can’t have children, how about finding two breeders for Lance?”
Th–that would be per…..
Priscilla began excitedly, but upon seeing her son standing in the doorway–his towering frame casting a beast–like shadow on the wall –she froze mid–sentence.
But then she reconsidered. There was nothing wrong with having breeders,
So, with a beaming smile, she said, “Your generosity suggests those rumors about your jealousy are baseless .”
“Find me breeders?”
Lance strode in, his voice icy. I mated her because she wouldn’t tolerate breeders. So, your reputation for jealousy is a sham?”
“Huh?
Priscilla was momentarily confused. “You want her to be jealous? Why?”
“Because I detest having numerous women around me–breeders, mistresses, the lot,” he said, casting a glance at Adelaide before turning back to Priscilla, his voice growing colder.
“Should she dare to find breeders for me, I’ll confront her, even if it means opposing the entire Warscar Training Camp. I’ll never allow another woman near me. Let her try, and she’ll see.
Priscilla shuddered, sobering instantly .
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She stood up and scolded, “This is preposterous! What kind of talk is this? What’s this about being minced into meat paste? If Adelaide wants to find breeders for you, it’s an act of generosity. Why are you angry
with her?”
Lance retorted coldly, “Let her try, and I’ll raze the palace first, then the Warscar Training Camp”
“You’re insane! How could you possibly defeat all those experts at the Warscar Training Camp?”
Priscilla, terrified, rushed to cover his mouth. “Stop this nonsense at once! Who said anything about finding breeders for you? Even if Adelaide wanted to, I wouldn’t allow it”
But Lance was stubborn. Gently pushing his mother aside, he grabbed Adelaide’s wrist. “I heard you mention finding breeders for me. Come with me, and let’s see how I’ll discipline you.”
With that, he dragged Adelaide out.
Priscilla was stunned–Was it just a mention that had enraged him so? Her crazy” son was truly beside himself.
“Susan, quickly follow them!” she urged.
Priscilla said in a hurry. “Don’t let him really do something excessive. How can I explain to Clarissa? Clarissa dotes on Adelaide the most.”
Susan sighed. “How? After hearing Madison and Hera’s talk, you too considered finding breeders for Lance. If I go now, it might only anger him more. From Luna Adelaide’s composure, she seems quite capable of handling herself.
“Nonsense! If you don’t go. I’ll go myself”
Susan stopped her. “Alright, alright, I’ll fetch Caldwell Lance heeds Caldwell’s words the most.”
“Hurry!”
Priscilla slapped the table, frantic with worry, thinking to herself, “If she gets hurt, that beautiful face of hers… Oh, the beartache just thinking about it.”
As Lance carried Adelaide out of Priscilla’s yard, he swept her into his arms.
-Adelaide let out a scream. Priscilla, feeling dizzy from the shock, wondered–Goodness, is he really going
to hit her?
She pushed Susan again . “Why aren’t you going? Why aren’t you going?”
Susan, with her aged legs, hurried qut. But once outside, she found no trace of them and had to search the courtyard.
not Adelaide’s. Little did she know, Lance was deliberately putting on a show–not to protect Adelaide, but to send a
message to Priscilla: the topic of breeders was off–limits in the pack, and it was his decrensend
Back in the bedroom, Beata and the others grinned and left–no need for their services tonight.
Lance placed Adelaide on the table, hands circling her waist, and put on a conciliatory expression. “How was my act tonight?”
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“Superficial–it’ll only fool Priscilla,” Adelaide replied, resting her head on his chest.
Recalling Priscilla’s anxious face, she thought, “Clearly, she truly fears I’ll be hurt. Though she’s easily swayed and often manipulated, her heart is genuinely simple and kind,”
“As long as it fools her, that’s all that matters, But my mother… don’t expect her to be as shrewd as others She needs protection to avoid deception. Lance said.
Adelaide turned her head , “Well, it spares me from dealing with her schemes.”