“Annalise…” Odette uttered her name, stunned. “P-put down the dagger.”

Annalise did not bat an eyelash. She drew the dagger closer to her neck that it interated with her skin. She pointed the blade diagonally to her neck, and pressed it a little to injure it. Even in suppressed rage, Annalise managed to control herself.

Odette’s neck bled.

“Noah won’t surely like it if he finds out--”

“Say, will Noah be able to put up a good fight against Liam?” Annalise cutted Odette off again.

Noah was Odette’s source of courage. Now that Annalise was thinking about it, she was suspecting it might be the reason Odette had chosen him....