Because Stanley gave her, so Sevag drank coffee and even this coffee cup are very precious on the table to save, not even allowed to touch it.
Klara approached and picked up the coffee cup, the corners of her mouth were full of teasing smiles, “Sevag, it seems you really like the coffee I gave you, you actually still have this cup.”
“What you gave it to me, it’s from Stanley …”
Sevag was about to grab the coffee cup and show it off to Klara, but he froze in his tracks when he heard Klara’s words.
But soon, she realized that Klara must be deliberately angry with her.
“It’s none of your business if Stanley sends me coffee. Klara, it’s useless to be jealous, Stanley doesn’t see you.
Unlike Sevag’s anger, Klara is always elegant and calm, “Don’t believe me, if it wasn’t for my special cup of coffee, how would you have performed so “perfectly” on stage today?”
Sevag did not react for a moment after hearing this, but soon, her body stiffened, while a nameless sense of fear swept through her body.
When you think about it, everything that happened on stage today was so surprising, but Klara acted calmly from the beginning to the end, not even a little surprised.
She lost her cool on stage, and Archibald and the others looked incredulous, but Klara acted as if she knew all about it, and even seemed to be leading her, if anything, to say things she didn’t want to say in a few questions.
Whether it was asking questions about Sikh, or later with fans about and her hanging, every time, every shift in the conversation against her, it was Klara who was leading the way!
The more Sevag thought about it, the more frightened he became. Could such a terrible thing be true? Could it really be that Klara was behind all this? But how could this be possible?
“Did you do all this?” Sevag asked timidly, a face miserably white, and added tentatively, “Did you deliberately design it so that I would end up in this situation today!?”
Sevag asked after himself felt ridiculous.
Although she couldn’t figure out why she couldn’t control her mouth at all and said those words on stage today, it couldn’t be related to Klara!
She is not a god, can make people involuntarily tell the truth? But how can she explain those situations today?
Klara, however, did not refute Sevag’s intention, she smiled sweetly at Sevag and spoke seriously.
“You’re right, I designed all of this.” She raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone cold.
Klara smiled softly, even the corners of her curved lips carried an arc of pity.
This unprecedented scene today was naturally directed by Klara.
Klara didn’t expect Sikh to be hurt that badly for saving herself, so she felt she couldn’t hold back this time.
So she must give Sevag a hard time.
That’s why she used Stanley’s name to order coffee for Sevag, and even borrowed clothes from the delivery boy without any trouble, and then hand-delivered the coffee to Sevag.
In order to be able to put some drugs in the coffee during that time.
She chose to dissolve a truth pill inside her coffee.
This pill means what it literally means, the person who takes it will be out of his control, asking and answering whatever he wants, saying what is most true in his heart.
This magical-sounding drug seems impossible to exist in this world.
But in that Dragon Mainland before Klara’s rebirth, it was just an ordinary high-ranking elixir that any high-ranking apothecary could make.
Although Klara can make such pills, she still must have the apparatus to do so.
So she came to this Ching Mainland for so long without being able to make any kind of pills, until a few days ago when she happened to buy Ghost Carve’s alchemy furnace at a roadside stall in an alley.
This truth pill is inside the various high level potions she makes.
Sevag, was also the first person she tried drugs on this Ching Mainland.
The effect of the pills seems to be similar to that of Dragon Mainland, and Klara was relieved to hear that.
But Sevag, whose expression was getting harder and harder, looked incredulously at the skinny girl in front of her.
“What are you talking about…”
Although reason told her that Klara’s words were probably hoodwinking her, when she thought about it, she felt that there was something to it.
She did drink that coffee before she went on stage, and she also remembers the unusual bitterness of that coffee.
Then there was the stage, where Klara led her step by step to say those self-destructive words.
So it really seems that Klara did it all.
Sevag seems to have fallen into an ice cave all of a sudden when she figured this out, she was shivering and her heart was already overflowing with fear.
Not even fear and anger kept her awake, she just backed up desperately in fear, to the point where she ended up leaning dead against the vanity mirror, gasping for breath.
“What the hell did you do to me?!”
In the face of Sevag’s unconcerned cries, Klara just smiled and slowly approached her.
Sevag has been so scared that she simply can not move, she just watched Klara grabbed her arm.
Before she knew it, Klara gave a gentle push and heard a crunch from her arm herself, followed by Sevag’s scream that raised an octave.
“Ah !!!!!”
“My hand! How dare you break my hand?!”
Klara’s hands let go and she sat down with a thud, but Klara curled her lips slightly.
“I told you a long time ago that I would make you pay accordingly, and that’s not the end of it.”
A burst of pain from the arm, Sevag pain are full of sweat and tears, the original has been blurred off the makeup at the moment have looked horrible level.
But Klara had no intention of letting her go, and she gently knelt down and grabbed Sevag’s other arm.
Then it was another hard twist.
“Ah!”
This time Sevag just gave a sharp and short scream, and then the sound was blocked in his throat like a gurgle.
She looked at her two arms, hanging at weird angles behind her, and could barely support herself enough to pass out.
But she simply did not dare to make herself unconscious, obviously losing both arms, but it seemed as if her legs were equally incompetent.
She tried to escape but couldn’t stand up at all, so the fear in her heart supported her as she squirmed on her knees on the ground.
She crawled towards the door bit by bit, selling herself as if she was crawling towards her last hope in life.