Colin Manor is as lively as ever today.
Facing the smug Miss Vivian, Mia gritted her teeth and said that chess wasn't her forte, suggesting next time they try something the Padric Family excels at.
Vivian laughed when she heard this, but her delicate face stiffened upon hearing the content of the challenge.
"That's... not okay." Her momentum weakened instantly, her crimson eyes darting around the room, looking for a chance to change the subject.
"Oh?"
Mia watched the retreating Vivian with a grin, her hands on her waist, body slightly leaning forward, her gaze relentless. "Isn't the Colin Family self-proclaimed rulers of the night? What, the 'Lords' of the Colin Family are actually scared? Isn't that your most confident battlefield?"
Silver fangs rubbed against her lips, Vivian glared at Mia, tempted to take a bite out of her neck but afraid to burn herself.
"You rascal..."
This shameless cook enchantress!
It's outrageous to deceive demons like this!
