"Get up". My voice sounded in the grand hall, causing everyone to stop chattering and pay complete attention to me.
Meanwhile, Lucinda pitifully stared at Alpha Dylan after noticing that it was her who I was talking to.
It got dramatic when tears escaped from her eyes and streamed down her innocent-looking face.
'I see. She's a pretentious bitch'. I thought. I didn't even need to use my mind - reading power to read her mind and know the kind of person she was.
I have watched countless romance dramas and have met people who are like her in the hospital I once worked at. Although people like her have innocent-looking faces, their hearts are black and are covered with thick and dark spider webs.
"I am sure I didn't stutter. Get up and sit in the back". I repeated, but she continued to cry.
