"Sweetheart—"
For the first time, Camilla couldn't decipher the turbulent emotions swirling in Sinclair's eyes, and a pang of unease gripped her heart.
"Why are you here?"
Her voice was as gentle as ever, but noticeably weaker.
Sinclair didn't respond. His piercing dark eyes remained locked onto her face, their intensity deepening like an abyss threatening to swallow her whole.
Oh no!
Luke's nerves tightened.
Calvin discreetly pressed the emergency call button to summon backup.
If the boss lost control in his rage, there was no way he could handle it alone.
Both Iris and Grandma Porter frowned slightly, their eyes clouded with worry.
If Sinclair forced them to stop now, not only would all their efforts be wasted, but they'd also lose the only chance to remove the parasitic worm.
Only Micheal's despairing gaze suddenly flickered with hope.
Sweetheart would never let Camilla suffer for him—not even to break the curse.
