Chapter 250 – I'm Not a Fan of Drama
They finished the rest of their breakfast in companionable silence, the clink of cutlery and the muted hum of conversation folding around them. Lux leaned back, watching the sunlight catch the rim of his cup, already thinking about the day's next move when Sira glanced at him.
"The mansion. Give me the address," she said casually, as if she were asking for more wine.
Lux arched a brow. "Unnecessary."
She didn't blink. But yes, that face clearly said 'Now'.
With a quiet sigh, he set his fork down and said, "9742 Elysian Ridge Drive. Beberly Hills mansion."
Her lips curled into a slow smirk. "Just watch."
She opened her palm. A black butterfly materialized there, wings like folded ink, each movement scattering a faint shimmer of shadow. It reminded Lux of his Corvus, though hers carried a subtler menace, less predator and more executioner. While Corvus more chaos and messy.
"This," she said, eyes on the creature, "is one of my servants."
