"Don't you dare pin this on me!"
Sure, I've killed and set fires before, but those I killed deserved it, and the fires I started were justified. I stand tall and righteous—anyone can see I'm a good person. So why am I always the one being framed?
Catherine accusing me of forbidden love* was one thing, but Bevis did kiss me—that much is true.
But this heartless, millennia-old monster dares to claim I schemed this?!
Is he blind? Am I really that conniving?
Even if I were, do I even have the brains to pull it off?
And even if I did, I wouldn't waste my time tangling with him.
"Lionel Barnett, listen up—all I want is a divorce, nothing more!"
He scoffed coldly. "Hmph… If only it were that simple! This agreement is packed with clauses, each one laid out in excruciating detail. Just the alimony alone demands half the Vampire Isle. If I sign this, I'd be a complete fool!"
