"Fake." Scarlett's voice, which started as a whisper, immediately became an exclaim. "You must have faked her voice!"
Russo roughly glanced at Scarlett and clicked his tongue. "How can you be sure it's a fake voice? What if this is truly Illaria's voice?"
Scarlett burst out laughing. "Impossible! I have never made a mistake and never will!"
Scarlett picked up the chair again and was about to throw it at Russo. However, once again, Dante stopped her. The man glared at Scarlett angrily, the kind of anger that didn't seem like it would be quelled easily.
"Stop it, Scarlett." Dante gripped Scarlett's hand so tightly that Scarlett felt that her bones might break. "If my daughter dies because of your arrogant attitude, then I will kill you."
Dante's tone was as cold as a piece of ice and not playful.
"You don't believe me?" Scarlett asked; she narrowed her eyes as she locked eyes with Dante.
Dante, "You're not someone I can trust, Scarlett."
