Chapter 416

As soon as he said that, Claire froze completely, her face going pale. How… how did he know? Before she could say or do anything, Hanson had already stepped right up to her. "Thought you could play me like an idiot, Miss Fields? Forgot these eyes of mine actually work?" Claire bit her lip hard, eyes glaring darkly at him. His eyes worked a little too well—it was like the guy had eyes growing out the back of his head! The path was rough, yeah, but half her clumsy stumbles were on purpose, just so she could leave marks behind. She underestimated him—thought he wasn't paying attention since he never even looked back. Turns out, he had her figured out the whole time. Now drenched head to toe, her damp hair clinging to her cheeks, Claire's whole vibe felt almost feral. She stood her ground, watching him closely, waiting to see what he'd do next. If he tried hurting her again, she'd make sure he paid dearly for it. "Why so tense?" he said casually. "It's not like I said you did the wrong thi