"As expected of Rouseff Lax' bastard, you will seek the aide of your rival for your goddamn safety. What a strategy, Lotus Flamegreen."
The three ladies inside the living room turned to the entrance. They all gasped because of surprise to see the man standing by.
His bloodred hair shimmers through the light. His golden eyes that shows the intensity of every gaze he is throwing. His cold expression that he adapted from Dhan can transfer chills through everyone's spine.
Cloud Zyche Vouten Simpson or also known as Zyro is now looking at the three with suspicion. His eyes landed first to Faye, then to Daphne that he looked with disgust written on his face, then finally to Lotus whom he looked with mockery that made the latter flinch.
"Cloud." Faye mumbled, calling his name.
Cloud til
