In the Face of Male Beauty, Everything Else is Nonsense!

Cynthia's expression stiffened, and she quickly turned to head out to check.

But in the hallway, aside from shards of broken porcelain, there was no one.

She slowly lifted her eyelids, staring at the other side of the hallway.

"What happened?" Lily in the video noticed the coldness that had appeared in Cynthia's delicate brow, and a trace of worry appeared on her face. "Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing." Cynthia's expression eased slightly. She pulled at the corner of her lips and explained, "Maybe the help passing by accidentally knocked over a vase."

She continued chatting with Lily until footsteps were heard behind her.

"Let's talk later, I'll explain in detail once I return to San Heith."

"Okay."

After hanging up the video call, Cynthia looked toward the man walking toward her.

Dark Falcon walked over with his hands in his pockets, nodding toward her. "Want to go for a walk?"