Chapter 451 Witch, Witchcraft

• Hugh Crawford was already sweating profusely, his hand having just grabbed the dog's food bowl without washing it... it had a strong herbal scent.
• Bettany Levine pretended to bite down, hoping that Hugh Crawford would retract his hand. However, he pushed it even further, almost reaching her throat.
• "Ugh..." Bettany Levine grabbed Hugh Crawford's hand, attempting to pull it out, but Mr. Crawford resisted even harder.