No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1611: Where to Go?

But Emma had forgotten, that was Hannah.

She was not just an ordinary person.

"Emma, if your father did not dote on you as he does now, but instead used you and then drove you to a dead end to have you executed, would you still love and respect him like you do now?" Wayne Lane stated a fact very calmly.

Nobody knew about the oath that had once bound Hannah, so to everyone in the royal family, Hannah’s loyalty was because the king was her father.

As children and subjects, no matter the reasons or grievances, it was expected to show filial piety to parents and loyalty to the monarch.

That was what everyone thought, and it was the expectation they placed on Hannah.

The king’s command is for a subject to die, and the subject must not refuse, all the more so when that person is their father.

But Emma could not understand these things, she just slightly widened her eyes, somewhat dazedly saying, "No matter what, she can’t kill her father, she wouldn’t dare, she wouldn’t dare."

"Why wouldn’t she dare?" Wayne Lane’s face was cold, but the light that fell on him only revealed the fierceness in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing Wayne Lane look this way, Emma was startled, subconsciously clutching the clothes in front of her chest.

The diamond necklace around her neck swayed and collided, making a noise.

Wayne Lane suppressed the extreme emotion he had just felt for a moment, and once again became the person who had always adhered to the rites and teachings, "Emma, if possible, you should leave on your own."

Emma came back to her senses, her eyes brimming with tears, "Aren’t you coming with me?"

"Where could I possibly go?" Wayne Lane said, "Hannah is here for revenge, the day has come for the royal family to pay for the wrongs they committed in the past."

Hearing Wayne Lane say this, Emma’s face turned pale, her eyes filled with hatred, "What did we do wrong back then? Even if the betrayal is false, as a subject, she should not have resisted even if her father ordered her death!"

The concept of the supremacy of royal power had been deeply ingrained over the years.

Especially in the eyes of the royal nobility, it seemed they were born superior, and all things in the world should be trampled under their feet.

People like Hannah should unconditionally obey their commands.

This perspective had also been instilled in Wayne Lane’s family.

From childhood to adulthood, it eroded all of his rationality and thinking over and over, turning a person into a puppet on strings, never having their own thoughts.

If it were not for meeting Hannah, Wayne Lane might never have doubted such a concept in his life.

For that instant just a moment ago, he even had an extremely crazy thought.

But he calmed himself down.

"Emma, you have to remember, Hannah has already died once, even if it really comes to it, she owes the royal family nothing anymore."

Leaving behind this final statement, Wayne Lane got up and left.

Emma stood there in a daze, and when she came to her senses, Wayne Lane’s figure had long disappeared into the night.

Her limbs felt as if all strength had been suddenly drained, she wobbled, and finally collapsed to the ground powerlessly, the tears in her eyes now unstoppable.

...

Not far after leaving, Wayne Lane realized someone was following him.

He did not confront them directly but walked to a more secluded spot.

"Come out."

The shadows of the trees behind shuddered, and Jay Brown walked out.

Wayne Lane turned around, saw him, and was not surprised, "Is there something?"

Jay Brown stood in place, maintaining a two-step distance from Wayne Lane, but even so...