Share

The violent fight

"You know, don't you? Come on, I am curious! Spill everything!" Seraphine whined, pulling the hand of Clayton.

Wearing a pout on her face, she raised her head to stare at him, blinking her eyes repeatedly. Seraphine firmly believed she was cute— at least in the eyes of her brothers.

She tried to probe the reason behind those assassins but neither did Lyle nor Noah did expose anything to her. Seeing how tight-lipped both of them were, Seraphine could only turn to Clayton.

Getting the truth out of him would be easier.

Seraphine didn't see the reason why they wouldn't let her in on the truth. Did they enjoy being mysterious this much? 

She couldn't be on the same page as them.

"You can't know," Clayton bluntly refused.

"Why can't I know?" Seraphine argued, "This isn't fair. Why do I have to always be the one to endure? You were never kept in the dark, so you don't

Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status