Odin Clark quietly stared at Arabella Vanderbilt, felt that this woman in front of him didn't seem frightening, yet somehow she did.
Selvia Todd, and anyone who goes against her, lose for a reason.
This woman's mind seems shallow.
Yet she is a terrifying existence upon deeper thought.
Seemingly shallow, yet she makes one's blood run cold every time.
"So just now, were you guys tricking me?" He looked at Arabella and asked, his gaze lingering on the flute in Arabella's hand.
Thinking back, he vaguely remembered that before Sara Lang suddenly felt unwell, Arabella had this flute and seemed to do something...
So that was the signal?
Ha.
Arabella sensed his gaze, raised her brows with a smile, spun the flute around twice with her hand, and suddenly placed it to her lips, blowing a loud note.
As if responding to Odin Clark's question.
