Facing The Baroness of Petra

Farad's brow furrowed in concern as he fixed his gaze on the small figure inside the room. He inquired, "Why are you hiding?" 

Although the person inside the room was just a little girl, Farad did not lower his guard.

After all, this little girl is still one of the Petras.

She probably knew about this drugging and killing farce and even participated.

Moreover, looking at her red-colored irises—a striking shade that seemed almost unnatural in the dim lighting of the room, Farad could not help but feel wary.

After all, those servants earlier became abnormal after their eyes turned red.

"Big brother, you should also be hiding..." Cecilia's voice was a mere whisper, laced with a mix of caution and fear as if she feared being overheard by something lurking in the mansion.

Farad scoffed and asked, "Why? Is your family playing hide-and-seek or something?"