Villain Ch 238. Questionable Loyalty

“You know,” Zoe whispered, her voice barely audible, “I think we should wait a little longer.” Her eyes remained fixed on her mom and Allen on the majestic throne.

“Why?” Vivian asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. Larissa and Jane mirrored her bewilderment. All of them stood behind Zoe.

With a hint of reluctance, Zoe closed the massive doors of the throne hall. She turned to face the others, her face twisted in a cringe.

“Uh…Allen is a bit busy with my mom,” Zoe admitted, her words carrying a mix of embarrassment and awkwardness.

The truth hung in the air, causing a ripple of surprise to pass through the group. The once-confused expressions on their faces gave way to a mixture of understanding and amusement.

“Wait, they do it in the throne room?” Larissa exclaimed, her voice tinged with shock. Her eyes widened as the realization sank in. She had always assumed that such intimate moments were confined to the privacy of their own rooms, shielded from prying eyes and ears.

Jane, on the other hand, seemed to have a different line of questioning in mind. With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, she couldn’t help but blurt out her burning curiosity. “Does he do it in his monstrous form? And, uh, how big is his… anaconda?” Her words spilled out with unabashed curiosity, her voice tinged with excitement.

They fell silent, and the group’s attention shifted from Zoe to Jane, their expressions filled with a mix of disbelief and slight cringe.

Zoe took a deep breath, feeling the need to clarify the terminology. “It’s a demonic form, not a monstrous form,” she emphasized, her voice carrying a hint of exasperation.

Jane simply shrugged in response. A mischievous smile danced on her lips as she met Zoe’s gaze, her eyes gleaming with expectation. “Same thing for me,” she coolly remarked, her tone hinting at a playful indifference. Yet, her curiosity remained unwavering, her anticipation palpable.

“What?” Zoe asked again, her frown deepening. The unexpected turn of the conversation had caught her off guard, and she struggled to keep up with Jane’s persistence.

Jane let out an exasperated sigh, her impatience seeping into her voice. “Come on, Zoe, you haven’t answered my second question,” she complained, her eyes narrowing in anticipation.

“He is in his ordinary form,” Zoe said, her voice carrying a sense of calm assurance.

“Ha…” Jane let out a disappointed sigh, her voice resembling a deflating balloon. The anticipation that had danced in her eyes moments ago faded into a momentary orchestra of a letdown. .

Vivian couldn’t help but be perplexed. She turned to Jane, her brows furrowed in confusion. “Why are you so excited about that more than anything else?” she questioned, genuinely seeking to understand the source of Jane’s intrigue.

Jane shrugged casually, her carefree demeanor never wavering. “Well, why not?” she replied, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

Larissa chimed in with a suggestion to shift their attention elsewhere. “So, while we wait, should we do something else?” she proposed, her voice filled with a sense of adventure.

“What do you have in mind?” Zoe inquired, her curiosity piqued by Larissa’s suggestion.

Vivian’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she proposed a plan. “We could start by looking for materials to craft our equipment,” she suggested, her voice brimming with enthusiasm.

Zoe nodded in agreement, a determined smile playing on her lips. “Nice, I’m all for it,” she declared, her voice filled with determination. She reached out and took Jane’s hand, ready to lead the charge toward the quest room. This was the place where they could seek guidance on various quests, including those that involved crafting and acquiring materials for their equipment.

Jane let out a playful sigh, withdrawing her hand from Zoe’s grasp and pouting. “I’m not going anywhere, you know,” she complained, a hint of mock resistance in her voice.

Zoe couldn’t help but chuckle at Jane’s response, her eyes glimmering with amusement. “Just in case you decide to take a peek,” she teased, her tone laced with playful banter. Zoe knew that Jane’s curiosity often got the better of her.

As the group made their way through the corridor, their footsteps resonating with a sense of purpose, Larissa seized the opportunity to delve into a topic that had been lingering in her mind.

“Anyway, about his ex,” Larissa began, her voice filled with intrigue, “do you think that Elio guy was there too?” Her gaze shifted between her companions, hoping to gather any additional information. She knew that Vivian had previously shared Allen’s past relationship and what happened at the agency, but the mention of Elio had slipped through the cracks.

Vivian’s expression reflected a mixture of disbelief and concern. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “I think… yes,” she finally replied, her tone betraying a hint of surprise. The memories of Sophia’s previous attempts to confront Allen in the real world flooded back.

Zoe couldn’t help but seek further clarification. She looked at Vivian with a curious gaze, her eyes filled with anticipation. “You’re not sure?” she probed, her voice tinged with curiosity.

Vivian paused for a moment, considering Zoe’s question carefully. “Well, it’s hard to say for certain,” she admitted, her tone reflecting a hint of uncertainty. “But…” Vivian nodded. It confirmed Zoe’s suspicions.

“I got a message from my friend that a couple had just made a scene at the entrance. Their characteristics match Sophia’s and Elio’s,” Vivian revealed, her voice filled with a mixture of concern and intrigue.

Jane’s curiosity, momentarily diverted from the discussion of Allen’s demonic form, resurfaced with renewed vigor. She couldn’t help but interrupt, her voice filled with excitement. “Wait, wait, wait. What kind of scene are we talking about here?” she asked, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

“They hugged for a long time before they left,” Vivian confirmed, her voice laced with a hint of disappointment.

Larissa’s frown deepened, her features contorted in a mixture of disgust and disbelief. She couldn’t help but shake her head in disapproval. “So, she threw herself at another man when she was just trying to get back at Allen?” she exclaimed, her voice filled with a sense of moral indignation. The audacity of Sophia’s actions struck a chord with Larissa, challenging her understanding of loyalty and integrity.