490 Blood Skin Puppet_2

Aline Morgan!

"Gentlemen, after such a long journey, you must be very tired, right?"

"Would you like to join me for lunch?"

Aline Morgan greeted them with a smile.

Matthew appeared to be watching her intently, but in reality, he focused most of his attention on the shadow in the pool of blood!

Seeing this, Aline's smile deepened:

"It seems my words lack influence."

"Mr. Matthew, you appear more inclined to converse with this gentleman, don't you think?"

"Father?"

As her voice fell,

A twisted figure staggered to his feet from within the pool of blood—

His body was several times thinner than that of an average person, as if it were only the thickness of a layer of blood, but no matter from which angle Matthew looked, he saw a very flat, smooth face.

It was a rather handsome man, with a smile lingering in his eyes and brows, dressed meticulously, giving off a very gentlemanly feel.

But if one were to look past these superficial factors,