"Have you two finished flirting already?" Theresa interrupted as Ivan and Ludivine continued their exchange.
To an outsider, it might have looked like playful banter, but in truth, Ivan was continuingly mocking Ludivine until brainwashing her in understanding what he wanted from her. However, from Theresa and Travis's perspective, it seemed entirely different.
"Ah, sorry," Ludivine muttered, turning around at last, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.
Ivan turned as well. A flicker of regret flashed through his mind—he should have killed her when he had the chance. The opportunity had been there, but it would have drawn too much suspicion. Perhaps it was better this way. Yet, as he watched her now, he wasn't sure if he could truly trust her. Not because he feared she'd betray him outright, but because her curiosity and incessant questions might lead her to something dangerous.
"What is it?"