Mother's Malice

Those footsteps definitely belonged to his mother—there was no way he mistaking it.

The incident from the novel was about to unfold, and this time, Rocco needed to play his part perfectly.

He'd been slacking off earlier, but now was the time for him to get serious.

His chest tightened with anxious anticipation, but he forced himself to calm his nerves and squashing down his presence like a shadow.

Peeking out from the bushes, Rocco quietly observed Sylas, who stood up by the lake while gazing silently at the water.

Eventually, Sylas noticed the sound of footsteps, and his head turned sharply toward the source.

"Oh my, Sylas. What are you doing in a place like this?"

As expected, Rocco's mother emerged into view.

She didn't seem to notice Rocco at all, he was likely assuming that no one else would be in such an isolated location.

Without even glancing around, she strode confidently toward Sylas.