[ Volume 1] Chaper 338- power of money

Esme's laughter slowly faded, her amusement lingering in the air as she leaned back, shifting Ray onto her lap. She positioned herself comfortably, lowering her head until it rested just beside his. Ray, still with a hint of concern, looked up at her, his voice barely more than a whisper.

"Esme," he murmured, the worry evident in his tone. His voice softened further, laced with genuine concern, "Are you sure Aron is okay?"

Esme's brow furrowed slightly, her eyes searching his face as if trying to decipher the meaning behind his words. "What do you mean?"

Ray lifted his head from her shoulder and met her gaze, his worry growing. "After all, Aron is alone, and those people are really vicious. Are you sure he's okay?"