Chapter 105 The Chauffeur

• REZA'S POV
• I was expecting my head off my neck or the uniform and perfect division of my body longitudinally but it never came. Instead I heard the dispelling of harsh breath and the scraping of a chair on the tiles. It meant the Supreme just stood up from his seat.. because of what I just said. But why isn't the white sheet I laid on coated in red. Red, the colour of my blood. I was sure I was white with fear at the moment.
• I didn't even realize I was holding my breath and had unconsciously closed my eyes.