Her clothes tore open!
A slightly peculiar expression appeared on Mag's face at the sight of Camilla's wardrobe malfunction, but he certainly wasn't going to look away from such a stunning view.
The sliver of her cleavage that had already been revealed in the first place was further lengthened downward. The torn collar didn't actually expose much of anything that shouldn't have been exposed, but the visual stimulus coupled with the auditory stimulus of her clothes tearing open still drew a lot of attention.
However, that black cat suddenly raised its head, obscuring her cleavage as it looked around at all the men with a menacing light in its green eyes.
Meanwhile, Camilla seemed to have been completely unaware of her wardrobe malfunction. She was carefully savoring her steak as she looked down at her plate with an incredulous expression.
The beef was tinged with bloody fibers, and the faint metallic tang of blood came wafting toward her as if the steak hadn't been fully cooked.
