52.

506

507

508

Without needing to knock on the door first, Briena immediately opened the door to the room that read the number 508 with a bit of a grunt. She saw Vian standing up to her.

"Why did you send me here? I won't serve you if you just want to waste my time," said Briena to the point, the woman was still speaking at the doorway of Vian's hotel room.

"Come in," Vian ordered, ignoring Briena's cynical scolding. The woman lazily stepped into the spacious room that Vian rented. Tch. When did the man rent this place? Thought Briena in surprise.

Briena is standing beside a king size bed with a black and white bed cover in the middle of the room. She looked at the bed for a while without wanting to sit on it. While Vian approached her and sat on the bed, crossing his right legs arrogantly.

Silence.