Chapter 685

"You could've just said that earlier. Instead, you dragged it out with all that posturing, wasting everyone's time," Felicia replied, quickly followed by a much softer, "Moron." Felicia had never been able to stomach Pete, and after everything that had unfolded today—with one calamity after another—her patience was at an all-time low. So, she didn't hold back in delivering her trademark sharp-edged sarcasm. Those present, with sharp ears and quicker reflexes, clearly caught the unsavory insult that followed her words. Pete, the target of the insult, showed no signs of anger. If anything, he looked slightly resigned. His usual smirk was intact, and there was a faint air of indulgence around him as though he was letting it slide. But perhaps stung by her words, Pete didn't beat about the bush this time. He got straight to the point. "Felicia, you're a sharp one. I'm sure you've realized by now that you've been infected with a venomous creature. Once it's activated, it'll control you