Despite his face assuming an ashen hue, he remained obstinate, unwilling to concede, despite his growing awareness of the unfolding reality. After all, considering that Aimee had been dead for more than ten years, it was hard to find out the truth about her death! So he should just insist on denying Theodore's words.

“How can I tell if this individual isn't a puppet you've orchestrated to stage this spectacle?" he vehemently denied, attempting to deflect accountability.

“Furthermore, Aimee was merely an ordinary woman, hailing from a humble background. She experienced a Life of opulence upon our union!"

Darian harbored no remorse for the actions he had inflicted upon his former spouse. In that moment, as his gaze fell upon the coffin, the only sentiment that pervaded his eyes was unadulterated hatred.

"She was an inconsequential woman, incapable of bringing me happiness or advancing my career. Why should I have kept her?"