Chapter 644 (1/2)

Martha XIII glared at Hillman: ”you damned...”

After all, he was a close grandson with his own blood. Mata XIII did not know how to export all the vicious words.

Only Marguerite III stared at Hillman and said, ”just like your damned mother... A little bastard with her humble blood...”

”Ah, you killed Mackay, you killed Donne, and even, I judge, magnum, who was exiled in Heidelberg, has been poisoned by you?”

”Oh, oh, do you want me to be lenient to you for fear that no one will inherit the imperial throne? What a naive idea

Margaret III fixed her eyes on Hillman.

Half an hour ago, Hillman's words would have made her angry and hesitated.

Yes, if Hillman's followers, together with their hidden allies, really killed all the lineal descendants of Marguerite and Martha XIII, maybe Marguerite III would consider that after giving Hillman a hard lesson, she would be forced to take the throne.

As in those days

Marguerite III surrounded Hydra palace with her army. Just an hour later, Emperor Doron did not have too much entanglement, so he took the initiative to hand over the throne.

Hedra is chaotic, evil, crazy... But they are not stupid.

They still know how to get the most benefits and maintain the most basic balance in the most chaotic, evil and crazy time.

So, Hillman, they are so resolute, if they really do what Hillman said, Margaret III may really have fear, and the final result may be as they wish.

But now

”Even if all those unfortunate children died...” Marguerite III's voice sounded in Martha XIII's mind: ”honey, do you know why I treat that little fat man so badly?”

Marguerite III was very happy with her smile: ”medega, an old man, has hidden such a thing... Only heidra's lineage can drive Doron's staff, and only Doron's lineage can control it...”

”Joe, It's our child... I don't know which little bastard is causing trouble outside... He should be our grandson or one of our great grandchildren... Well, after I've been busy with this matter, I'll have to find out which little bastard is doing good. ”

”No wonder I fell in love with this little fat man at a glance.”

”Ha ha, he got more joy from me than magnum, Mackay, Frederick and Isaac... None of those girls, let alone Joe...”

”No wonder he likes the love food I cooked for him... He is my real good baby!”

Marguerite III strained her face with an expression of extreme anger and madness.

But the voice that she brought into Martha XIII's mind with her secret skill was full of joy and inexplicable thud.

Martha XIII also maintained an angry, crazy expression, but his eyes for a moment, for a while dull - really... Joe, that little guy with a big round face, inexplicably attractive, is really his own child?

Martha XIII suddenly had a clear understanding of why vigrah insisted on going to the southern special economic zone and refused to stay in the headquarters of the Heidelberg supervision department.

Feeling, is to escort Joe?

So, Joe's his kid?

There seems to be something wrong.