Killing Intent

Scarlet Mansion, Ocien.

'What the hell was that?' Max was definitely alarmed when he felt a faint hint of killing intent from Preston.

That certainly was surprising.

'Was it because of jealousy?'

It was possible. After all, the guy himself had said that he had been hearing Max's name all around.

"Everyone have a seat." Talia let them all have a seat, and then it was a small generic talk where people just pretended to be what they actually weren't. It was very common among nobles.

Max had seen it many times. They just tried to look good in front of each other. Just looking at Synthia right now, was enough to make Max's face twitch.

She really looked like a beautiful and well-mannered lady. But, he obviously knew that the truth was far from it. This girl was anything but what she was showing now.

On the other hand, Synthia's opinion of current Max wasn't much different from what he had of her.