Chapter Sixty-Five

A look of hesitation crossed Catherine's face, and then she mumbled, "I don't know. I was too mad at you for lying to me that it didn't cross my mind to check who the sender was."

Without replying to her, Rome walked over to the couch, took out his phone from his coat pocket, and then scrolled through it for a moment.

Then his eyes darkened, and he looked at Catherine's phone for a moment before focusing back on his screen.

"What is it?" Catherine asked, noticing how serious his face had become.

"It was the puppets' master," Rome said, feeling a sense of anger rising in him. "He's not only after me! He's watching you too!"

Frowning, Catherine woke