With a smile of cruelty, Clyde tore the notebook in half before throwing the pages around him, scattering them as a result
"Y-you... what are you doing?!" The butler ask, the dangerous feeling he had in his heart strengthening
Wasn't that the evidence of the butler's crime? Why did the Princess Consort tore it in half and even threw it as if they were nothing but normal papers?
However, before the Butler can figure out what was going on, a loud sound of crisp slap already entered his ears
The butler's eyes stared at Clyde in shock. What did this omega do? Was he out of his mind? Was he insane? Why would he slap himself? For what?
The butler's mind was filled with questions but before he soon found out the answers to them
After slapping himself hard to the point that his cheeks turned red and they might even be a bit bruised, Clyde opened the bedroom door and run out while making sure to squeeze out a few droplets of tears
