บท 643: Waste

Elena's eyes flashed with fury as she slammed her hand on the table, rattling the dishes. "What did you do? You fool!"

The man looked up from his meal, a smug grin spreading across his face. "I did something you were too scared to attempt," he said coolly. "I made sure my enemy would disappear."

Elena's jaw tightened as she struggled to control her rising anger. "You imbecile," she snapped, her voice low and dangerous. "Do you have any idea what you've just done? If anything happens to Gabe, you'll find out firsthand what the Frosts are capable of."