Charles
Charles Wicker couldn’t believe the amount he just saw in front of his eyes. While he held the check with trembling hands, he said to Rithias, the merchant who came to deal with their trinkets. “Is this really the amount I will be receiving from all those trinkets?”
Rithias gave him an agreeing nod. “Your Louis Ecil here had done a great job in bargaining. Though I’m surprised as to why he’s here.”
The whole room fell silent.
“Wait, you know who I am?!” Louis panicked.
Rithias responded to his panicked behaviour with a giggle. “Of course. You are Viscount Ecil’s only son. Even though you weren’t shown a lot to the public, I know about you.” Rithias’ eagle-shaped eyes arched as he smiled.
Louis’s jaw dropped. Meanwhile, Charles shot a worried glance to Ciel. The Infiru and the
