In the dark, the man was sitting alone, looking at the portrait hung on the wall. His eyes were blazing red, and his fists were clenched.

The man was looking nothing like a noble man, if any a demon reincarnated from hell. Finally he lit the table lamp and read the letter for the umpteenth time tonight.

"Marquess Wiltshire,

Lady Isabella had tried to attack the archduchess of the empire in public, so she was detained in the underground room, to reflect on her actions. But not only had she self inflicted the wounds, she also had tried to accuse the archduchess, Marianne De Luca for her conditions.

It could be taken as treason, but since the Wiltshires and Luca's are related by blood, the archduke, Cassius De Luca has exonerated and decided the matter to let go.

But Lady Isabella, daughter of marquees Wiltshire has been discharged from her duties of being the assistant of the duchess of empire. The letter will be officially announced in the display area of the estate of the duke of the Forchestire empire." the man put all the pressure on the letter and crumbled into a ball.

His hands reached its temples and he pressed them hard. In the next moment, he moved his hand and attacked right at the middle of the table, breaking it into two pieces. But that was not enough to lessen his ire.

He stood up and walked out of his office, it was already dark, he walked straight to his daughter's room.

The room was in a mess. All the antiques and vases were thrown and broken. The room was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol. But there was no concern on the man's face, as if he did not see broken glasses at all.

He walked straight to the girl who was sitting in the leather chair on her balcony, having wine and threw the crumbled letter on her face.

"I want the matter to be solved in a week. Go beg, or kneel in front of Marianne, Cassius or Killian, I do not care. I want you in the palace near Cassius, or Marianne" he shouted and finally the girl looked back.

Her face still had the stinging red marks on both cheeks and swollen lips.

"How am I supposed to do that? That fool had pushed me and thrown me on the floor when I tried to touch him. And he is supporting that bitch more and more these days. I think he had forgotten Elizabeth and fell in love with her now."? she replied as she looked at the floor, an unfathomable expression passed through her eyes.

"I felt that too, he had never taken her side before. But these days, I had never thought that it would happen so soon. What about Killian, how is his behaviour towards you." asked the man pinching the space between his eyebrows.

"He still has sympathy and care for me, but his first preference is his so-called new mother too, he even had started calling her parents as grandfather and grandmother, which he used to call you." she replied and cowered as she felt the blood lust from the man.

"Who cares what that filth thinks, he is just a pawn anyway. You just have to create a lot of rifts between Cassius and Marianne so that they always fight and it fill so much poison in her mind that Cassius or Killian get tired of her and give her death penalty.

I even provided the tea to support it, then you could have married Cassius legally and the whole dukedom would have been mine, but now look at what you have done."? he moved towards her and she instinctively took two steps back.

"Since the start, you should be the one to be with Cassius and Elizabeth to be with Charles. But both of you had messed up my plan. She even died! And now that you are the only one left, you are such a worthless person." he snarled holding her throat and she started coughing hard.

When he felt that she would not be able to speak anymore only then did he let her go. She coughed hard holding her neck.

"If Cassius fell in love with Eli, and she accepted, then what was I supposed to do?" she shouted, she was tired of running around the man who did not even look at her, but she was still blamed.

"Increase the usage of drugs in her food. She had already started taking the tea. Find other ways to feed it to her when you work there. And then provoke her, provoke her against Killian, that boy is the weakness of Cassius.

He would start hating Marianne more and more, he is getting inclined to her because she had taken Killian under her influence.

And do something with your face too, it looks so ugly that even a commoner will not take interest in you." he said, holding her chin and then letting it go when she winced.

"This time there should not be any mistake, Isabella or i will make sure you will be the one to die before everyone." he asked nonchalantly as if he was talking about weather and then walked out without turning back.

Isabella rubbed her cheek and took a deep breath as the stinging pain affected her. Her eyes were filled with tears yet there was a mocking laugh on her face.

Her room was long broken and damaged as she walked in, leaving a trail of blood behind, but there was no expression on her face as if she could not feel the blood or pain anymore.

Isabella finally moved back to the room and then walked to her closet, opening an old antique box. She looked at the powder in it and smiled with an evil glint.

"Not only will they take the drugs, I will make sure that you will be addicted to it soon. Then i will see who will be the one to die sooner than others" she murmured under her breath