A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 641

Third Person’s POV

Hunt’s lips kept trembling, his words tumbling out incoherently in a rush of emotion. “Daphne, you came to see me, didn’t you? You came to see me off, right? Daphne, you’re the only one who truly cares about me! You’re such a good girl!”

Daphne shifted slightly, covering her nose with her sleeve. Her tone was flat and distant. “I didn’t come to see you. I just wanted to ask what it feels like to be executed right now. Are you scared?”

Hunt froze, staring at her as if he hadn’t heard correctly. “Wh–what did you say?”

“I don’t know if I’ll get dragged into this mess later, but if I do, I might get the death penalty too. So I figured I’d ask about your feelings now, just so I can be ready.” There was absolutely no warmth in Daphne’s voice.

Hunt’s chest heaved violently, and his face instantly turned ash–white.

He stammered, “How… how can you say

that?”

Daphne continued, “My mother used to say that bad deeds always come back to bite you, and sometimes the kids get dragged down too. Being your daughter is the worst thing that ever happened to me.”

Finished, she stood up and said to Adelaide, “I’m done. I’m ready to go.”

Hunt let out a wail of despair. “No! None of this was my choice! I was forced!”

Adelaide hadn’t expected Daphne to say any of tChat.

As they walked away, she couldn’t help but offer comfort. “You won’t be executed. Don’t worry.”

“I know that. I just said it to gross him out. My mom and I both absolutely hate him. He ruined my mother’s whole life.”

Daphne shrugged nonchalantly. “I don’t want to be his daughter either, but I didn’t have a choice.”

Adelaide found Daphne to be a truly unique woman.

Despite her upbringing, she seemed focused only on living well and looking after herself.

For her father, Hunt, she felt neither love nor hatred, just simple disgust.

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Daphne asked Adelaide, “Gamma Adelaide, where will they dump his body? Are they going to hang it up for a public display?”

Adelaide answered, “If no family claims the body for burial, it will just be given a simple burial. Only the masterminds of the treason case will be hung up for display.”

Daphne replied, “Oh,” and didn’t press the matter further.

Returning to Aldrich, she said, “I still have some cranberry cake left from when we left the house. Let’s go back and eat it. It won’t taste good if we leave it out too long.”

“You’re not going to watch the rest?” Aldrich asked.

“I’m afraid of blood. It’s better if I don’t look,” Daphne said.

Aldrich always indulged her. He readily agreed, “Alright, let’s go. I’ll take you boating on the lake tomorrow.”

Daphne wrapped her cloak tighter around herself. “Boat? In this cold weather? Wouldn’t it be better to stay home, cook some coffee by the fireplace, and grill a few steaks?”

“I just wanted to take you out for a change of scenery.”

Aldrich smiled at Lance. “See? I’ve been bossed around by women my whole life, and I guess nothing changes even when I’m old.”

Lance felt he should probably point out that they were at an execution site, not a casual meeting, but seeing how genuinely happy Aldrich was, he didn’t want to spoil the mood.

He played along. “Same here.”

Aldrich patted Lance’s shoulder. “Alright, I won’t keep you from your work. I’ll take Daphne out.”

Lance pointed helplessly at Hunt on the block. “You mean supervise his beheading.”

“Of course, I know that,” Aldrich said, smiling as he took Daphne’s hand and walked away.

Precisely at noon; the signal for the execution sounded.

In his final moments, the terror in Hunt’s chest completely overwhelmed him. His mind went blank, and he fainted dead away.

The guillotine blade slid down. The crowd immediately erupted in gasps and screams, many instinctively covering their eyes.

People rushed backward.

Many couldn’t handle the gruesome sight; a few even fainted and were quickly carried away by the Capital Guard.

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