"A woman as a gift?"

A young raven-haired woman dressed in a white robe appeared from the tunnel. Her hair and the long, black ends of her blindfold...wait, blindfold?

Why is she wearing a blindfold?

"Do you know her?" Cloey questioned.

I rolled my eyes, "Why do you think I would know her?"

This woman must be one of the women Tyler's mom is willing to pay ten million dollars to have her grandchildren.

Cloey hummed, "Tyler is gay, is it that he's kind of like still in the closet or his parents aren't accepting it?"

I watched as Mrs. Russou spoke quietly with the blindfolded woman, "Tyler is a special case, he isn't gay because he wants to be gay."

Cloey furrowed her brows, "What does that mean?"

I searched my mind for a good way to help her understand, "Remember that book we read on Webnovel with the guy that couldn't touch women?"

Cloey brought her fingers to her chin, "The Cursed Prince?"

I shook my head, "No, the other one."