Since that night, Aira hadn't seen Benjamin for a while. Even today, at her own celebration party, he was absent. The Deep Space collection had sold well, making Aira the center of attention for the first time at an event like this.
But strangely, she felt an unexpected emptiness. Was she really that affected by his absence?
Spotting the star of the event quietly standing in a corner, Lucas approached with a glass of champagne in hand.
"Aira, something on your mind?" he asked with genuine concern.
Aira shook her head. "It's nothing. The success of the Deep Space collection is thanks to your help."
They clinked glasses, and she whispered, "The gang you mentioned before—where exactly are they?"
"Pelham Town," Lucas replied, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "It's not a very safe place
