A Grand Smack

The place went dead silent as soon as Mystique emerged, and in Keith's heart, it seemed like it dropped on the ground alongside his gut when she had to hear the ruthless words that came from Veronica's mouth.

While it caught Veronica and Athan off guard as they turned their glances at her, the former had severe guilt in her eyes but in nowhere did the truth that came along with it never faded away.

A bitter truth, so to speak.

Withal, Keith glanced at Ashtra. While he thought he had no chance standing against him, let alone fighting him, perhaps he would just go along and even take his words with a grain of salt.

He ended up clenching his chest, from immediate tightening, as his ears rang with nothing but the slow tempo on the sharp clacks of her heel.

Compared to them all, who donned a large fur coat and cape on them, she was in a white silk robe, enough to hide her voluptuous assets that everyone would've gotten a taste or covet.