Chapter 93

Victor's face was still plastered with a bunch of little sticky notes—clear evidence he'd lost some game and was forced to face the consequence. Now, the three of them strolled out of the room next door, heading toward the entrance like they were on some kind of parade, making sure Amelia and Nathaniel could get a good look. Amelia looked like her legs might give out any second, trembling like crazy. What the hell just happened? No way. Just… No freaking way! Even Nathaniel's face had gone paper white. Definitely freaked out. Victor tugged at the notes on his face, silently cursing Sebastian and Julian for setting him up. Earlier, Evelyn had quietly signaled him to scope out the scene first. She'd told the others to stay in the room until she gave the green light. Of course, all three of them had been listening in on everything happening outside. As for Victor showing up looking like this? Yeah, his grudge was real. They'd said "whoever loses stays in costume," right? Victor got played