CHAPTER 31: INCOMPLETE

While I'm talking to Greyson, I suddenly feel like someone is staring at me.

I looked around, and my eyes landed on the table not far from us. There is a group of men sitting there. No one is suspicious among them, aside from this one guy sporting a grey polo shirt.

At first I thought I was just imagining things and he's only looking in my direction, but when he flashed a sinister smile, that's when my hair curled up.

"Cleo."

I quickly averted my gaze from that man and looked at Garren, who had just appeared out of nowhere and is now standing in front of me.

"Y-Yes?" I stuttered.

He scowled. "Are you okay? Your face is pale and you're sweating bullets."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and wiped the sweat on my forehead. "I'm fine, sir."

From my peripheral vision, I can see that man still staring at me. I thought he would stop his eerie behavior after I caught him, but he didn't.

What the hell is wrong with him? Isn't he ashamed at all?

"Are you sure?"

I don't know if my