Chapter 158 The Blood Sacrifice Ring

• Although Genevieve's expression maintained its seriousness, the tone she used with the trembling little boy was remarkably gentle. "Child, you are a boy, so you should never lift a girl's skirt. You are a little man. First, walk over to Clara and offer her a proper apology, alright?"
• Julian looked up timidly at his mother. Although his mother's face was twisted into an exceptionally ugly scowl, she still nodded her head in submissive compliance. Her earlier arrogance had completely shattered, this was a family she simply lacked the capacity to provoke!
• The little boy lowered his head, tears still hanging from his eyelashes as he shuffled over to Clara. He opened his mouth, his voice a low, defeated murmur. "Clara... I'm sorry!"