Chapter 300
- Luana, still kneeling, wore the red wine splashed by Cline like a macabre mask, the dark liquid trailing down her cheeks, highlighting the fragile beauty of her pale face.
- Slowly, she raised her hand to wipe away the wine, her expression composed as she calmly replied, "We've met before."
- As expected, Travis thought to himself, bending slightly to scrutinize Luana with suspicion in his eyes.