(A house that aligns with Shire's imagination)
When Francis sent Valtan out, Dejoka and Shire happened to arrive by car. They hurriedly jumped out without caring about the light rain outside.
"Mr. Valtan!" Dejoka's tone was almost pleading: "Let's talk again, we can offer you a better price..."
Shire remained silent. He noticed the smug look on Francis's face and seemed to understand that the contract had been signed. He sighed slightly and stopped in his tracks.
Valtan ignored the two of them, boarded his carriage, and shouted "Paris" to the driver. The carriage sped away, splashing mud onto Dejoka's trousers.
Francis laughed joyfully: "Hey Dejoka, Shire, long time no see!"
He turned his gaze to Shire and asked mockingly: "Are you on vacation today, Shire? You must have been delayed by something! You should've come earlier. Perhaps your eloquence could have convinced Mr. Valtan, but unfortunately..."
