"I mean," he drawled, drawing out each word with calculated intent, "the entire process was designed to ensure you walked straight into this trap."
A sharp breath hitched in Angel's throat as the weight of his words crashed down on her.
"Trap?" she echoed, her voice barely above a whisper, her frown deepening as an unsettling realization began to dawn upon her.
Arthur simply smiled.
The shock that washed over her features was undeniable.
But before she could fully process the revelation, Arthur's lips curled into a slow, almost sinister smile that stretched toward his sharp eyes.
"Are you really surprised?" he taunted, his tone dripping with amusement.
Angel's heart pounded in her chest, but she forced herself to hold his gaze, her mind racing.
