When he saw that the person inside the cabinet was Raina North, the Lord of the Dark Tower furrowed his brows: "Alliance Leader Rivers, why are you here?"
"Me? I’m obviously here to find you." Raina smiled, her gaze inadvertently noticing the sedative originally in her hand had already fallen.
Raina tried to move quietly, attempting to hide the sedative, but she was still discovered.
When the Lord of the Dark Tower’s gaze looked over, Raina felt cold sweat almost dripping down.
The Lord of the Dark Tower lowered his gaze: "What is this?"
Raina replied casually: "This? It’s nothing but a bag of flour."
Saying this, she reached out to pick up the paper packet.
"Don’t move." The Lord of the Dark Tower slightly exerted force with the gun in his hand, the muzzle already pressed against Raina’s forehead.
Raina’s expression darkened: "Lord of the Dark Tower, what do you mean by this? A bag of flour is worth your fuss? Or are you doubting my words, thinking I’m plotting against you?"
The Lord of the Dark Tower replied blandly: "Of course not, why would I doubt your words."
Just as Raina was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard the Lord of the Dark Tower say: "Since it’s flour, then eat it. Alliance Leader Rivers, you’ve been hiding in the cabinet waiting for me for so long, you must be hungry."
Damn it, the more handsome the man, the more ruthless, and this faceless Lord of the Dark Tower is especially ruthless. This is a whole packet of sedative; eating it may mean never waking up again.
Raina smiled: "How about we negotiate, can I not eat it?"
The Lord of the Dark Tower’s lips curled slightly, speaking in a cold tone: "No, if Alliance Leader Rivers doesn’t eat it, it indicates you’re plotting against me. For those who want me dead, I never show mercy. I hope you and your Celestial Alliance can withstand my wrath."
Raina’s face also turned cold: "Lord of the Dark Tower, are you threatening me?" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ noᴠelfire.net
The Lord of the Dark Tower’s tone became even more casual: "You can understand it that way."
Raina lifted her eyes to look at him, the two locking eyes, their gazes clashing in the air, sparks seemed to flicker, killing intent quietly spreading.
The safety lock of the gun was opened, the man’s thumb resting on the trigger, just a gentle pull would pierce her forehead.
Raina’s eyes narrowed: "Since you’re so insistent, not giving face and chasing it to the end, then I can only tell the truth; your guess wasn’t wrong, I am indeed plotting against you."
The Lord of the Dark Tower’s face grew colder, his black eyes flashing like cold ice, his fingers slightly exerting force, the gun’s trigger pulled slightly.
Raina seemed unfazed, saying calmly: "Sneaking in here was indeed to plot against you. Layla Lawson, not seeing you for one night, I missed you greatly."
The Lord of the Dark Tower’s face turned icy: "What did you call me?"
"Layla Lawson," Raina sighed, her face showing deep helplessness: "Before last night, I wasn’t planning to take on any more people. After all, my energy is limited, I really can’t manage so many beauties. It’s originally heaven’s most precious gift, if I neglect them it would be a waste of good resources; that’s an unforgivable sin.
Who would have thought, just a few rumors from others, and you hurriedly brought people to my villa, even admitting your identity before Emperor Hades, at this point I have no choice but to take responsibility for you, otherwise, I’d be labeled as a scoundrel by everyone."