Chapter 338

"Hey, friend. Don't leave. Let's get to know each other." Harry blocked Wyatt's path. Surprisingly, Harry didn't seem angry. Instead, he smiled brightly and extended his hand politely. But Wyatt noticed something off about the pointed tip on Harry's ring. It had a faint blue glint, and Wyatt knew it was laced with poison. The needle was so fine it could pierce his skin without him noticing if they shook hands. Wyatt smirked and knew Harry and Melody were nothing but trouble. She was selfish and heartless, while Harry was downright malicious. Just because of some casual remark from her—whether true or not—he resorted to using a poisoned needle to kill someone. But Harry had picked the wrong target. Wyatt was even more ruthless as he silently released an evil curse fog aimed at Harry's chest. "Anyone who dared to play dirty tricks on me is asking for trouble." Wyatt turned and walked toward the woman he suspected to be Maeve. He didn't even turn around to look at them. Harry stoo