“I’ve punished Richard by grounding him. I offer my apologies on his behalf,” Ethan said to Rufus and coughed awkwardly.
Rufus sat on the sofa leisurely, expressionless.
“I don’t have the time and I don’t want to care about Richard. Now I just want to deal with the matter at hand.”
Ethan sat down next to Rufus with his laptop.
He looked exhausted and stressed, rubbing the spot between his eyebrows intermittently.
“This matter is explosive. The only solution is to forcefully suppress the public opinion and issue a statement denying the curse.”
Rufus shook his head immediately. “We can’t keep it a secret forever. It’s better not to respond than to deny, but neither is it a good idea to not respond. So let’s hold a press conference and I’ll explain everything to the public myself.”
I instantly understood what Rufus Was planning to do. I grabbed his hand nervously and asked, “Are you sure about this, Rufus?
But we don’t know if “
Rufus squeezed my hand comfortingly. “Blair is living proof that the plant works. Trust me, Sylvia. Don’t be afraid.”
“What are you two talking about?” Ethan looked at us questioningly.
Rufus hesitated for a while and finally told his father that we might’ve found a way to remove the curse on him.
Ethan was wild with joy. He grabbed Rufus ‘ shoulders excitedly and cried, “Don’t give me false hope, my son. Have you really found a way to remove the curse?”
Rufus shrugged helplessly. “Why do both you and Mother think that I’m lying?”
“Your mother knows about it?” Ethan frowned curiously.
Rufus nodded. “Yes. Although theoretically the potted plant could remove all Noreen’s curses, it hasn’t been tested on me yet, so we can’t be 100% sure that it’ll work. Maybe we’ll just be disappointed in the end.”
“It’s okay. I believe it will work.” Ethan was very confident. His old, wrinkled face was full of light that hadn’t shone in a long time, but soon, the light flickered and died. He shook his head and spoke his worries. “We can’t deceive the public. If we can’t remove the curse in the end, it will become the royal family’s fault.”
The situation will only become worse whether we let the public opinion go or cut it off forcefully. We have no choice but to face the public and be honest. As for what will happen later, we’ll have to wait and see,” Rufus said calmly.
Ethan fell silent for a while, and then finally agreed, albeit reluctantly. He immediately ordered his men to prepare for an emergency press conference.
Richard’s POV
I paced back and forth in my palace and cursed countless times but was only ever met with cold silence.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got.
I felt wronged. My whole body was about to explode from rage.
Everyone thought I was the one who posted about the witch’s curse on Rufus, but I was innocent.
Since Rufus couldn’t have children, he couldn’t inherit the throne. I gained nothing if I smeared his public image. In fact, doing so was stupid.
Besides, the lycan king had been keeping an eye on me. I couldn’t play any tricks now.
My sole competitor to the throne was the bastard in Lucy’s belly. Once the bastard was born, I would be even more worthless in my father’s eyes.
But I couldn’t let him know that it was a bastard for the time being, because the only reason why he was protecting me now was so that I could raise the child as the empire’s future heir.
In other words, my survival depended on this bastard.
I was so angry that I took out my phone and read the post about the curse on Rufus on the Internet again.
Damn it! Who the hell did this? How dare they make me their scapegoat?
The IP address was from an unknown pack-so, presumably, it was a fake IP address.
My only solace came from the fact that ‘someone hated Rufus as much as I did. Truth be told, it made me feel a little happy. Although the blame fell on me, I was still happy to see Rufus being frustrated.
Perhaps this matter wouldn’t have much impact on Rufus, but it further cemented the fact that Rufus couldn’t take the throne, no matter what.
I put down my phone and continued to pace back and forth in the room.
The whole place was quiet. The lycan king had forbidden anyone to serve me while I was put under house arrest, other than to bring me food.
I was so annoyed that I scratched my head and patted the wall idly. There was no one I could even talk to.
At least, when Lucy was with me, I could piss her off from time to time. Now I didn’t even have a place to vent my anger.
Suddenly, my phone started to ring.
I was overjoyed. Perhaps my subordinates were about to deliver some good news.
As expected, an excited voice sounded from the other end of the line.
“Prince Richard! Rufus is about to hold a press Conference. It will be broadcasted on the “Empire News channel in ten minutes.”
Hearing this, I immediately cheered up. I figured they’d make an announcement to put an end to the gossip, but I didn’t expect that there would be a formal press conference.
I turned on the TV and switched to the right channel. The host had already begun and every word was flawless.
In a matter of minutes, over ten million werewolves were tuned into the live broadcast.
There were too many comments that I couldn’t follow what they were talking about.
A few minutes later, Rufus showed up on- screen. Wearing a well-tailored suit, he looked serious and formal from head to toe.
I clicked my tongue and rolled my eyes, feeling a little bored.
He had been so serious ever since we were children. What did Sylvia see in him?
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