Outside the presidential suite.
Isabella Lindsey had already come out of the small dark room and stood silently at the door for half an hour.
Not a sound was heard from inside.
Because this was Julian Johnsons' exclusive presidential suite, built with the highest level of functionality, the soundproofing was naturally impeccable.
"Little master~ hasn't it been quite a while now?" Grebo was very worried.
"..." Isabella remained silent.
"Little master~ you can't just sit and do nothing, I think you should just barge in~ you know Julian is really Waldor, you'll regret it if you don't go in!~" Grebo, having been through thick and thin with her, already knew all her secrets and heart's longing.
Even though she had never opened her heart to communicate with it, it could still sense the undismissable feelings the little master had for Waldor...
She waited for a minute.
