My father’s ruthlessness knew no bounds.
I must kill him.
Sadness gave way to steely resolve.
My father had chosen his path and I had to choose mine. For Moni, for our future and for the safety of those I loved, I would do what needed to be done.
Sighing, I turned back to the cameras.
Finally, my father broke the silence, “You stopped training on Mount Utopia.”
I looked at him. “I did.”
“Why?”
“Yan took Chanel’s body so I went to search for it.”
“That was unnecessary. Your place was with Monique.”
“I understand that now.”
“Then, why didn’t you return to train on Mount Utopia.”
“I wanted to show Moni the Palace.”
A knowing smirk hit his face. “And does she like the Palace?”
“She thinks it’s grand and spectacular.”
Pride filled his gaze. “Did you tell her that I designed the Palace?”
I rolled my eyes. “Of course I did. However. . .she prefers Lotus Blossom.”
“Like your mom.” He curved his lips into a wider smile.
“Yes.”
“Monique reminds me of Jing in many ways. Did you see the way she talked to those reporters yesterday?”
“I did.”
“It was like your mother was standing right next to her.”
I tried not to smile but I did anyway.
Cameras flashed.
I sighed. “Once all is done, I think that it will be pretty difficult to get Moni out of the garden.”
“That makes me happy.” Then, his smile faded, replaced by a look of contemplation. “About my grandchild. . .”
I scowled. “I am not naming any children after you.”
“Monique made the promise. Song is a witness and will make sure it happens.”
“Uncle Song will have no ability to make that decision when the time comes.”
“Monique will do it because she is loyal.” He bobbed his head. “And for your information, you will be happy to hear that I have Chanel’s body. Song will give it to you at the end of the battle.”