Chapter 109 If Nathaniel Were Out of the Picture

Celeste reacted reflexively, swinging a heavy punch at Arlo! At the same time, he managed to snatch her mask. Their eyes met. The air froze. Gasping for breath from the punch and close to spitting out blood, Arlo clutched the mask tightly, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at the woman before him. That face, that sharp gaze! And her look of dissatisfaction, as if she were about to scold him! "Master..." "Master..." Arlo's voice was strained and grew hoarser with each shout as he looked up at her, his eyes reddening from the effort. "Master! You've betrayed me," he shouted. He collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by a sense of betrayal. It reminded him of the time he first pleaded with her to take him in and teach him how to survive. As the memories surged, Celeste looked up at Arlo, who was now much taller than her. Something stirred within her, yet she hesitated... Those days were long past. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and instantly, she forcefully kicked Arlo away