Chapter 618

Beatrice spat out the words. In her eyes, a cold, vengeful hatred burned.

Viviana sensed no danger, never imagining Beatrice would resort to murder. She picked up the wine glass, tilted her head back, and was just about to drink it all down.

In an instant, the private room door burst open. Beatrice and Viviana snapped their heads in perfect unison. Alaric burst into the doorway, panting heavily, h