"That's good to know." He nodded with a slight smile.
Luna looked at him, feeling a bit frustrated inside. What did her confessing to Vincent have to do with him? He seemed to be in quite a good mood.
Brandan entered the bedroom, looked at the sunlight outside the window, and said to Luna, "I'll take you back to Vincent by noon tomorrow."
Luna turned around, her gaze turned slightly dark, "What do you mean?"
"Not much." Brandan clapped his hands nonchalantly, "Vincent is willing to trade you for Iris..." He smirked slightly, a relaxed smile on his lips, "Seems like you're quite valuable."
Luna had a hunch beforehand, but hearing Brandan admit it, her heart turned colder. Her usually calm and composed face was now slightly pale, and her clear eyes showed a hint of helplessness.
She had really become Vincent's stumbling block.
This was what she couldn't tolerate the most.
