I let out a slow breath after witnessing Neil Arkes' terrifying power.
"Alright, Neil. Seems like I misunderstood you back there." I said, trying to keep him from getting suspicious of me.
"Relax, it was my fault anyway. I tend to mumble to myself sometimes—bad habit," he replied casually.
I nodded and placed my palm on the table, preparing to stand up.
"Hey, wait a second, C."
"Yeah?" I paused, sitting back down on the sofa.
The club owner returned, carrying three glasses of wine.
Neil picked up one of the glasses and took a small sip.
"Say, do you know a girl named Luna Destiara?" he asked, resting his head on the back of his hand.
My heart nearly stopped.
Does he know I ruined the kidnapping attempt on Luna? If he does, why has he been acting so friendly this whole time?
"No. Never heard of her," I said flatly, keeping my tone calm and casual.
"Hmm... is that so?" Neil swirled the wine in his glass.