“If I were you, I’d be too humiliated to continue staying alive in this world!” Priscilla’s eyes glowed with malice at Darius.

Despite being the focus of her attention, Darius did not seem at all bothered. He continued standing there with his eyes curved in amusement.

It did not seem like Darius intended to speak as his hands remained behind his back. After some time, he glanced over, slightly jutting his chin while humming at Uriah.

A sigh came from Uriah at that moment. “My thoughts haven’t changed since the beginning—let’s handle everything according to regulations.”

His attention then shifted toward Priscilla as he stated, “If you continue to get in the way of what we’re doing, I’ll treat you like those other guys and arrest you alongside them for interrogation.”

Priscilla’s eyes grew wide. She stumbled backward, ultimately losing her footing and falling on her butt. Because of that, she no longer held the man’s wrist.

Darius pursed his lips before twisting them upward into a sn