Chapter 232

Jareth Carrington's sharp gaze locked onto Felicity Carrington, who stood frozen in place. His intense eyes, with a faint, eerie green sheen, looked ready to strip her down to her last layer of pretense. Though they were standing apart, the cold pressure he exuded felt suffocating, making it hard to even breathe, let alone meet his eyes. Sometimes silence slices sharper than any word. And at this moment, it left enough space for doubt and unrest to brew. "You..." she finally managed to whisper after what felt like forever, but the words died right there. What exactly was this offer of his? Why did it unsettle her so much? "Stop hurting your family," Jareth said clearly, each word firm and serious, his eyes unwavering. At this point, no one held out hope for her anymore. This was all he had left to ask of her. To the others, his words might have seemed fair. But Felicity let out a cold chuckle in response. “Heh.” The brief laugh instantly erased the tension in her expression. She glance