Unravelling secrets: The bloodline mystery

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Ethan’s POV

I remained calm after seeing the sign Lena gave me. This witch keeps calling me "expressionless," probably because, during our first meeting, I refused to show any reaction on my face.

“Do you both need seats too?” she asked, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

Before we could even open our mouths to respond, seats appeared the same way they had before—hitting Lena’s leg. This time, they struck us with just as much force, shoving us into them.

“Don’t worry, dears, you’ll need the seats. This will take a while.” She paused, scanning our faces, her gaze lingering on mine.

“Mr. Expressionless still living up to his name, I see,” she teased, her voice dripping with amusement.

I glared at her with as much disgust as I could muster. All I wanted was to rip her apart, but somehow she sensed my thoughts.

“Haha, no evil thoughts in my lair, Expressionless, you hear me?” she said, her tone mockingly sweet.

I nodded, suppressing the urge to throttle h