Chapter 143 Late Night Visit

Black Scorpion didn't say a word; he watched Catherine intently. Catherine didn't ask anything either; there was only the sound of the butterfly knife slicing through the air in the room. After playing with the knife for a few moments, Catherine tossed it casually towards Black Scorpion. He instinctively caught it, paused for a moment, then grinned, asking, "Is this for me?" "Yes," Catherine replied, looking down. She wasn't wearing slippers, her bare calves dangling above the ground. The night on Crescent Island was a bit chilly; her fair, round toes curled slightly. Black Scorpion noticed and carefully picked up the butterfly knife. Then, he picked up her slippers from the floor and gently held Catherine's ankle. Catherine glanced at him; Black Scorpion's expression didn't change, but his smile widened a bit more. He seemed devout as he put the slippers on Catherine. Catherine placed her other foot on Black Scorpion's thigh. Black Scorpion's legs were marked with br