Maxwell Cameron was slightly startled. How could she possibly faint so timely?
His body was filled with lust, and he bit her neck: "You think if you pretend to sleep, I'll let you go?"
He groped her soft, limp hand for a while and found that she had no reaction at all.
His hand touched her forehead, and it was scorching hot.
"Damn it——"
Anna Jadwin had been caught in the rain and was already feverish, her head feeling heavy and dizzy.
Maxwell Cameron picked her up and placed her on the bed, then called for a doctor.
The fever was caused by an infection from inflammation, and they found out about the wound on her shoulder.
Maxwell Cameron sat in a chair, propping his chin with one hand while staring intently at the bite mark on her shoulder like a wolf...
In one hand, he played with the Astral Disc as doubts surged inside his mind.
How could she know about the hidden cabinet under the Tiger Chair?
No one else besides him knew about it!
