Holly Wyatt looked at the stone-faced Scott Sterling before her and gulped. Clutching her phone, she took a few steps back. "What else do you want?"
Scott Sterling tilted his head slightly, his gaze probing. He just couldn't figure out why his secret technique had failed on Holly Wyatt.
"Holly Wyatt..." Scott Sterling deliberately lowered his voice. The corners of his eyes lifted, his gaze bewitching, and his long, curled lashes fluttered.
Almost instantly, Holly Wyatt's eyes went vacant.
Scott Sterling's brow furrowed. He straightened up and circled her quizzically.
His Charm Technique hadn't failed; it could still control people.
Unconvinced, Scott Sterling stopped in front of Holly Wyatt. He focused his energy and commanded her, his tone serious and intent. "Holly Wyatt, leave The Wolf Clan. Come to The Fox Clan."
The words had barely left his mouth when the main door crashed down with a BANG.
