Xylia stood frozen near the doorway while the servants quietly finished arranging her belongings inside the luxurious room.
Beside Aciel's room.
For some reason, those words continued echoing inside her mind.
The middle-aged woman bowed respectfully. "If you need anything, Miss Antonov, please call the staff immediately."
Xylia snapped out of her thoughts. "Ah… thank you."
The woman smiled politely before leaving the room together with the servants.
Click.
The moment the doors closed, silence immediately filled the enormous space.
Xylia slowly walked farther inside.
The room looked beautiful enough to belong inside a luxury hotel suite. Soft lights illuminated the elegant furniture while the night skyline of Bloomsdale glittered beyond the balcony windows.
But despite the beauty surrounding her, she couldn't relax at all. Everything today felt unreal.
Criminal organizations.
Traitors.
Armed escorts.
And Aciel…
