Meanwhile, the woman clenched her hand into a fist. It wasn't that she could not break away from Devon's grip, but if she were to make the slightest move on him then the consequence was going to be dire for her.
As before she came to this room, the matriarch had told her to address the person which was inside the room as though she was the one and any sign of disrespect she shows to him would definitely lead to her death.
She didn't know the kind of relationship which the gold-haired youth had with the matriarch, but it definitely wasn't ordinary.
It was to the extent that she was very much willing to put an end to one of hers just because of this random youth she had picked up. Immediately when the woman hesitated inside the room and the youth was awake, the first thing she did was to check if there was something special about him.
