Seth hummed lightly, acknowledging her cunning nature and her unwillingness tolerate any loss.

Deliberately ignoring her, he waited for Isabella’s reaction.

Isabella had been speaking casually, but now she was extremely nervous.

The upstairs area was much larger than the downstairs, resembling more of a mini cocktail party than a small gathering.

Retired individuals with significant past roles how sought an outlet for their remaining energy at the shooting range. They sat on the second floor, drinking and casually commenting on the performances at the range.

As soon as Seth appeared, he instantly became the center of attention.

Strictly speaking, he was indeed a third-generation military man and many individuals i the field had witnessed his growth.

No one was intentionally causing trouble for him, but there were numerous attempts to get him to drink.

“Seth, you’re heartless. It’s been so long since you’ve come to visit us.

“Is this your wife?”

“Which family does she belong to?”

A group of straightforward old men, their temperament was just like that of Spencer, each one more imposing than the last..

Isabella had no choice but to draw attention to herself.

“Let me toast to all the heroes of our country

that, she downed three shots of liquor in a row.

room was shocked, and all attention was

felt a sense of relief, but Isabella was in a tough spot,

show weakness and came up to

was on the verge of sighing

slid down Seth’s arm, unintentionally brushing

split second, she went from about to release her grip to an immediate realizatio that something was wrong.

a sticky sensation.

Is this… blood?

drunkenness disappeared

up at Seth, she noticed that his face remained unchanged,

cold sweat broke out on Isabella’s back, and she subconsciously looked at

were two drops

mind and body coordinated

a clatter, the glass in her hand fell to the ground, conveniently covering the two drops of blood.

turned toward

hand with an embarrassed expression, saying, “I’m sorry, it slipped from my

looking

on her finger. “It seems that the glass had a chip, and I got cut.”

treated,” George suggested. Seth nodded in agreement and guided Isabella out.

tightly. Upon sensing the stickiness in

she release a

the restroom, Isabella disregarded everything else and

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