Loviator laughed out loud in mockery seeing her expression. She stood with a formidable posture, her piercing eyes and a commanding presence before her daughter.
Yana's face was stained with tears and blood, her expression a mixture of confusion and disbelief. Loviator took a deep breath, with a look of amusement. Her daughter crying for a man was the most pathetic thing in her eyes. She never cried when the emperor of mankind stared her down coldly when he woke up naked in the bed with her. She used ten anguished souls to exchange for the devil's fruit from the underworld. It was a very expensive aphrodisiac but it was very potent.
She refused to cry over the price as she imagined him happily embracing her after waking up. But she was so naive. Her heart was shattered but she didn't cry. Instead, she decided to exact revenge and find that one thing that was very important to him.
