But He Is Rich!

The flame of the red candle swayed and flickered in the cold wind, and the taste of waiting was exceptionally torturous.

Leaning against the wall, Hazel rubbed the middle of her brows to relax her tension.

It was another sleepless night.

Hazel remembered that day with Elva. It was a rainy night, too. She was imprisoned in an abandoned warehouse by the Plum Blossom Organization. Hazel and Elva were shivering from the cold, and they huddled together to keep warm.

Hazel thought they should be closest friends because they had been to hell and back together. However, Elva was the one who wanted to send Hazel back to hell.

Was there anyone trustworthy in the world?

The villa was comfortable, and there were various delicious dishes on the service; however, no one was in the mood.

People were anxious, and silence and sighs came one after another.

"If I were not here for the masquerade, I would never suffer from such a thing," many people thought.