Chapter 766

"What the heck is he doing?" Mavis shot Oliver a suspicious look.

Norton squinted, thinking. "Is he...dancing?"

Uriah stared at Oliver, just as lost. After a long pause, realization hit him. Wasn't this Silas's deadbeat dad?

"Wait, isn't that Oliver?"

"What's that jerk doing coming out of Silas's room?" Uriah's face darkened, annoyance clear in his voice.

"Who?" Mavis turned around.

"Silas's actual father," Uriah muttered, narrowing his eyes.

"That guy?" Norton's expression soured too. They'd all done their homework on Silas's background. His dad had a reputation, and none of it was good.

Seeing Oliver in person just confirmed everything they'd read. If he was here for Silas, nothing good could come of it.

Just as they were about to step forward, Calliope and Silas emerged from the room, right behind Oliver.

"What's happening to me?" Oliver's voice trembled. His arms and legs were jerking uncontrollably. The movements grew wilder, almost like he was breakdancing at a New York block party.

"What're you doing? What did you do to me?"

He looked like a marionette with tangled strings, his eyeballs rolling weirdly

His arms flailed, his knees bounced, and he started spinning in place, all without

panicked and shouted for help. "Somebody—get in here! Now! Number one, number

his pack of bodyguards rushed in. The sight that

uh... what are

"Are you dancing?"

of dance is

"Is that... tap dancing?"

it's breakdancing!"

had moves like that at

The

watched in awe as

's limbs

them

hard to speak

"Morons...#%$@#..."

one guard

can dance, join in! If you

bonus for whoever joins in!"

up the guards' eyes like

could dance or not, they swarmed

his mind. He wanted to scream, but all he could do

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255