Chapter 454

Roman smiled. "Because Carmilla is you. You wrote this poem. And from the start of the activity, I noticed music coming from the direction of the third floor. So I guessed the necklace was in your possession."

Hearing this, Carmilla stopped hiding and clapped her hands, laughing. "Excellent, Mr. Sinclair. Your mind is as exceptional as your appearance."

Roman replied, "You're too kind."

Holding