The others were staring hard at Mark, waiting for him to deny it – to be enraged by the false accusation.
Mark stayed put. He wanted to know what John was up to. That’s what Diane would have done, too.
He reluctantly forced himself to look away from the others, as much as he hated it, and remained silent.
John laughed and turned back to Jennifer. “What do you have in mind, love?”
“Make the descendant himself the deal instead.”
John gave Mark a snide grin, and his large cheek bones beneath the thin layer of skin jutted out, making his face looked even more like a grinning skull.
Mark shuddered and looked away. It didn’t take a genius to figure out how much the idea had pleased John.