His gaze locked on Leon, the Viscount clenched his fists secretly, pondering, 'Was his struggle in battle real or just an act?'
'He's indeed what I thought he is,* he concluded. 'It's a good thing my relationship with him through Amelia is quite good. The last thing I want is to offend a man of his caliber.'
As if sensing his thoughts, Seraphina scoffed and said, "I know you want to test Master Leon's strength, but if you try something stupid, you won't need to fear Master Leon's retaliation. Because once that happens, I will personally forget about your relationship with my sister and kill you."
Seraphina's voice was so cold that the Viscount couldn't help but gulp, feeling a cold shiver run down his spine, cold beads of sweat trickling down his brow.
Her piercing eyes bore into him, leaving no doubt about the seriousness of her threat. But inwardly he was extremely shocked
