The longer his silence persisted, the more unsettled the spectators became.
Because if there was one thing more frightening than the masked man's wrath, it was not knowing what he was thinking.
Despite the strange atmosphere surrounding them and the countless eyes secretly observing their every move, Ashley and Gideon behaved as though they noticed nothing at all.
Gideon leaned back comfortably in his seat before casually raising a hand toward one of the female attendants standing nearby.
"Introduce the next fighters," he instructed calmly.
He didn't even spare the woman a glance as he spoke. His attention remained fixed entirely on the young woman sitting on his lap. Watching Ashley struggle with her embarrassment had become far more entertaining than anything happening inside the arena.
The attendant quickly lowered her head and hurried off to carry out his order.
