Chapter 263: Chapter 263: I Want to Be Below One Person and Above Ten Thousand Others

Lance frowned, suspecting that Celia had truly gone mad.

He knew that over the years, Celia’s personality had become increasingly paranoid and crazed, capable of anything, without regard for her own life.

Thus, nobody else would suspect that the leak about the ambush in Zone 23 had come from Celia, but it couldn’t escape his notice.

He just hadn’t expected Celia to have gone crazy to such an extent.

Armand, standing guard outside the door, faintly heard the Second Miss’s cries from within, clenched his fists tightly, but then he quickly let them go, defeated.

“You’re too crazy. Stay away from Lin Fu from now on!” Lance didn’t want to see Celia continue in her madness, decisively turned, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, Celia looked up, “Do you like Lin Fu?”

“How could I?” Lance, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately jumped to his feet, “Celia, don’t spout nonsense.”

“I’m just warning you, someone like you doesn’t deserve to like anyone.”

“Shut your mouth.” Lance’s expression changed dramatically, unable to contain his anger, he roared: “Celia, don’t keep provoking my limits.”

“Fine, fine, fine.”

Celia wasn’t truly crazy, on the contrary, she was very sane now, saner than she had ever been, she even looked at Lance with pitying eyes.

“Wait!”

“What now?” Lance turned back impatiently.

“I called you here because I wanted to discuss serious matters with you,” Celia, weakened further by continuous emotional outbursts, appeared just like a lifeless glass doll.

“I’m fed up with everything now. Although I can be considered not bad among my peers, in front of the real power players, we’re still just naive kids. I hate being a child the most, children means no rights, no freedom, just useless pawns at the mercy of adults.”

This time, Lance didn’t contradict her.

Because this was also what Lance truly felt.

“Not only do I have no right to compete for the supreme power of the Empire, but I also have to continue to be manipulated by him,” Celia spread her hands and let out a piercing laugh, “Do you know? My older brother died.”

“I know,” Although Lance hadn’t participated in that night’s operation, he had already investigated clearly.

“But do you know that my older brother originally followed the order of my father to flee with Princess Evelyn? My father wanted to bet on both sides, or maybe he never regarded his eldest son as a person. In his eyes, my brother was just a pawn he could use as an informant, readily usable and just as easily disposable.”

Lance’s eyes widened in shock.

The outside world all thought that the Grilward family’s eldest son was protecting Princess Evelyn out of love and had left without looking back.

He hadn’t expected there to be such a reason behind it.

“My older brother did so much, and in the end when he died, he didn’t even merit a decent funeral.”

Lance’s downcast eyes concealed the sorrow in his heart.

Shared sorrow is the double of trouble, companionship in misery.

“What do you want to do?” His tone softened.

“I want to take control of the Glirhuade family sooner. I want to become the Galaxy Empire’s most powerful woman immediately. I want to control my own destiny. I want to protect the people I cherish.”

Celia suddenly stood up from the bed.

The pale-faced girl stood under the Crystal Stone Lamp, her eyes flickering with a dazzling brilliance.

“I will be above millions, one step below the highest. I will use blood to cleanse the Grilward family’s millennial filth.”