"...Conditions!"
Although she did not understand why John Maslow knew so much about her, under the bone-deep hatred etched into her heart, Sellviya forcibly suppressed her doubts and fixed her eyes on him.
Even as Laiya continuously radiated warning killing intent at her from the side, she ignored it from beginning to end. Instead, she stared at John, who had spoken that name, with an unprecedentedly ferocious expression. Her tone was calm, yet carried an unmistakable madness:
"John Maslow, state your conditions!"
However, seeing Sellviya seemingly consumed by thoughts of her enemy and on the verge of complete madness, John suddenly smiled and mercilessly exposed her pretense:
"Don't be so impatient. Negotiations need a process, don't they? And there's no need to deliberately put on such an impulsive act. It doesn't suit you at all. Just as I said before, wouldn't it be better for us to have an open and honest talk?"
"..."
The mad expression on Sellviya's face abruptly froze, and the way she looked at John became more solemn than ever.
As she looked into those smiling black eyes, Sellviya—who considered herself one of the sharpest among intelligent people—
felt an indescribable panic welling up in her heart for the first time.
She suddenly realized that this seemingly gentle man before her was not as easy to deal with as she had imagined.
Beneath those eyes that seemed capable of seeing through every secret in the world, it felt as though the deepest secrets buried in her heart were snow exposed to sunlight, with nowhere to hide.
Was this the target Star of Dawn had gone so far as to plot against and assassinate?
He truly wasn't simple...
Realizing that he was completely different from the fools she had encountered before, Sellviya could not help sighing inwardly.