Lethia packed her clothes into her bag. She returned to Lykon Haven using the ambulance provided in case someone collapsed during the game.
Honestly, she still had her heat medicine tucked in her pocket, but she couldn't wait any longer—she needed to hear whatever bullshit Zeran had said explained properly.
She grabbed a memo pad and scribbled a note for Chasey so the girl wouldn't worry.
Not long after, someone knocked on her door. Lethia opened it and found a sharply dressed man in a suit, glasses perched on his nose, smiling politely at her.
"Miss Lethia, Mr. Tuffin asked me to pick you up. If you're ready—" The man's words trailed off as she opened the door wider, revealing her neatly packed bag.
"Ah… you're all set, I see. Let me carry your—"
"There's no need. Let's just go already." Lethia didn't let the overly polite man touch her bag.
