His tone and the way he looked at her were akin to treating someone without any personal freedom, like a plaything.
With his level of power, manipulating a minor character required no psychological burden.
Whether deceiving feelings or confining freedom, it was all up to his pleasure; her mood was not supposed to be his concern.
It was always meant to be like this; their identities, if not for his intentional approach from the start, should never have intersected.
It was never that she did anything wrong, nor did she offend him to be subjected to such violent infringement, but simply that he didn't care to be gentle with her.
Because it was no longer necessary...
The main person has returned, and the substitute's role vanished the moment she came back...
If Ellen Candi's mental state were intact, she might not even qualify as a plaything for him to vent desires.
