Frustration and Humiliation

'Please don't believe her,' Reign mumbled to himself. 

As long as he didn't die, he was sure to become strong enough to take over this world, thanks to his system. The last thing he needed right now was a premature death.

"Is that true ?" Alexander's tone turned cold, and Reign could tell that his question was directly targeted at him.

'Why are you looking at me? Shouldn't you look at George first? Appearance-wise, he should be your first guess, and not me, who looks like a Halloween costume,' Reign cursed, frustrated by Alexander's acute intuition.

'Don't be angry, I just need to deny it ,' he thought to himself, and took deep paused to deny everything. 

He would even offer Anna on a silver platter if necessary. 

"N—"

"You don't have the right to question, My Reign. I'll kill you!" Anna cut him off short and dashed forward, determined to take on Alexander head-on.