---- She just stood there, accepting Vincenzos words.

When how...

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She never forgot, Gerald spat venomously.

His eyes burned with betrayal.

Can't you see, Vincenzo? She was pretending all along.

Siding with them." No, Vincenzo whispered, trembling.

He reached out to Zariyan, cupping her face in his hands.

Tell me its a lie.

Tell me its not true, little one.

Zariyans gaze wavered, her arms wrapping protectively around her belly.

She stayed mum and he suddenly roars, and I feel even the ground trembling under our feet.

Tell me dammit! She finally speaks, her voice a mere whisper.

Yes, Vince.

I lied to everyone.

Including you.

I never lost my memories.I was...

just pretending.

The words shattered the air between them.

Vincenzo s hands fell from her face as if burned, his steps faltering as he staggered back ---- Chapter 511 You...

lied...

he murmured, raking his fingers through his hair.

You betrayed me...

little one.

He turned his back on her, she stepped forward to convince him when he showed her his hand, stopping her.

Not another word.

Ilis shoulders shaking with barely contained fury.

And Zariyan stood there, her truth hanging in the air like a death knell She wanted to tell him so many things, to tell him she didnt meant to hurt him, but then she may have lost the right to it.

She broke his trust.

And now she will have to face his wrath.

---- Chapter 512 Zariyan's POV Of course, he would hate me.

What else could I have expected? But hate was easier to bear than guilt.

And I had enough of that to drown in.

I stood still, trying to find words to explain to him but he didnt even want to look at me: Vince." T step forward to close the distance between us when Gerald steps in.

Master.

Call him Master.

You little slave! Iclench my fists, biting back a retort.

This bastard.

He thrived on moments like thismoments where he ---- could strip someone bare, reveling in their vulnerability.

Except, he would get no such satisfaction from me.

Not today.

[ must say, slave, Gerald began, his voice a blade meant to cut, you had us all fooled.

Quite the performance.

I might have applauded, if not for...

He held up a blinking device.

This.

My stomach sank, but I kept my face impassive.

Tlet him speak.

Let him believe he was in control That illusion had always been his greatest weakness One bottle, Zariyan.

Just one missing serum bottle.

He clicked his tongue mockingly.

Did you think it would go unnoticed? That I wouldn't notice?