Claude stared at Maria's face, her features puckering in fear, and his insides warmed up with sunshine.
That's a nice expression, he smirked silently. Daisy couldn't have done it better. He couldn't wait to see the rest of it. The game has just begun, his mind cackled.
“Let me see…" he continued with pondering brows. Then, his dark eyes widened in surprise.
Maria went still. Color drained from her cheeks.
He couldn't have thought of Sarkon, could he?
Claude was having the time of his life. He relaxed his facial muscles again and smiled, “Nah… it can't be. You wouldn't have known him. Do you?"
“W-who?"
“Sarkon Ritchie."
For a brief moment, Maria's mind was as blank as a white canvas.
“Maria?"
Claude's voice snapped her back to reality. Her relationship with Sarkon was ab
