You Can Call Me Yours~

“Never mind if you don’t know,” Malfoy sighed, glancing between Levian and Sherry. “You don’t need to concern yourselves with this man.” His gaze flickered back to the silver locket, and he pursed his lips thoughtfully.

When they were signing the contract in the beginning, he had met the leader’s representative—a red-haired woman who had worn the exact same locket. It was said that only his most trusted aides received such a gift. But that information was confidential, something he wasn’t eager to share.

“Who is that man?” Levian asked. He knew Malfoy had more information about this unknown enemy than he did.

“No one you need to concern yourself with,” Malfoy waved him off dismissively. “You should focus on the task you are going with…I have located where her uncle and aunt are currently.”