Villain Ch 1123. Cat On The Table
Allen leaned back, a dry smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He glanced over at Emma, who was still lounging on the table like a cat enjoying its perch. "You heard them," he said, his tone light, but there was a seriousness in his eyes.
Emma sighed dramatically, shaking her head as if disappointed. "You should've done better than this, brother. I mean..." She trailed off as she shifted from her seated position, crawling over the table toward him. The movement was slow, calculated, almost predatory. She leaned against his shoulder, her voice dropping into a near whisper as she added, "If you want to get rid of her... make sure it's for good." A wicked smirk curled on Emma's lips as her eyes flashed with mischief, but there was something darker lurking underneath.
