n P

sed his heavy wooden gavel and br

d granted by the Moon Goddess?" the Elder intoned solemnly. "Know that once a mark

head at the judgment bench, I spoke in a crisp, unwav

eject you, Harden

me, Harden let out a sharp, choked gasp. His hand flew to his chest, his fingers clawing at the

aw, unmasked panic swirling in his pupils. Grinding his teeth until his

ite, accept y

n

ying unsteadily on his feet as the backlash hit him full force. Having locked my heart in ice and br

and bowed my head slightly as if defeated.I walked toward Cathey's VIP room. Before entering, I first confirmed that the backup recorder hidden behind the potted plant in the corridor was already on, then pinned

o apologi

e room, Cathey instantly dropped her fragile angel a

ash like you never deserved to warm Harden's bed! Faking that little tumble down the stairs was

ightest restraint; I stood in the dim spot by the bed where the light did not reach, the button recorder in my inner pocket already running silently, and t

two glasses of whiskey. Handing me one, his dark eyes burned with sudden heat as he looked at

ree of him now. I've al

re his skin could meet mine,

Cross that line, and

back, awkwardly scratching the back of his head

ital bed onto the pack network: "Please don't blame Sister Bryn for pushing me down the stairs, she just loves Harden too m

hal smile curved my lips. I reached over a

tack. Release the un

definition surveillance footage from the penthouse and the hospital-room recordings