Peter crawled toward me with tears and snot streaming down his face. His hands were on the ground while his forehead banged on the hard concrete floor repeatedly.
Gracie was badly frightened after seeing his crazed appearance and she subconsciously hid behind me before curiously peeking out. Violet was also frowning as she held Gracie's hand. I did not say anything and only stared down imperiously from my height. Not the slightest hint of an emotion appeared on my face.
Peter's face was completely pale. It was as though someone tossed him into an ice cellar, making his body shiver incessantly. In a split second, his gaze lit up as though he suddenly recalled something. He turned his head and shouted angrily at that charming woman, "Why the f**k are you still standing there? Witch, this i
