Selwynn's pupils shrunk, and his breathing instantly became rapid and rushed; although his face was still covered with a superficial layer of calm, the bulging veins on his hands and the burning light that stormed in his eyes told another story.
His hand unconsciously pressed against his left leg, and the sudden feeling of thousands of ants crawling under his skin seemed to have erupted the moment he heard that name.
He pressed harder and harder, trying to get rid of the disgusting feeling, and his eye became increasingly dark and distorted.
The sound of something small hitting the floor broke him out of his trance .
The candy Anson had placed in his hand had fallen, rolling to a stop beside his feet. He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the maliciousness in his heart.
