Chapter 192 – Misfortune
Lux leaned in just a bit.
Not too close.
Just enough to let them feel the gravity of what danger in a three-piece suit looked like up close.
"I'm not here to be hunted," he whispered.
[Passive Skill Triggered: Negotiator's Smile]
[Effect: Induces guilt, fear, or arousal based on target's disposition.]
Serelina shivered.
The friend stood up halfway and sat back down, unsure if running or crying would be more dignified.
"I—" Serelina stammered. "I didn't mean it like that. We just—"
Lux straightened. Adjusted his cufflinks.
"Don't worry. I'm used to people meaning exactly what they say."
His voice was velvet laced with a surgical edge—polite enough for polite company, but dipped in something colder. Something that said 'I know. I always know'.
Serelina managed a shaky laugh, her glossed lips twitching in a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Her friend looked like she wanted to crawl under the table, or possibly under the earth.
