Silent and Precise ( 651 )

Meanwhile, in the Armand estate…

Javier was sprawled on the plush couch in one of the private lounges, grinning from ear to ear like a man who just won the entire continent.

His arms were tightly wrapped around Liana and Gloria—one on each side, snug against him.

He buried his face into their hair, inhaling deeply.

"Ehehe… this is paradise…"

Liana smiled softly, her hand gently stroking his arm. "You're too relaxed, young master."

Gloria let out a quiet chuckle, adjusting her glasses as she leaned into him. "Ara~ You've been like this since breakfast."

"Hmmm… can't help it," Javier mumbled with pure bliss on his face. "You both smell so good…"

Liana rolled her eyes playfully. "You're such a child sometimes."

"I'm thirteen!" Javier protested, though it only made him sound more smug.

Gloria just smiled. "And yet acting like you're three."