Chapter 66: Noah's mess

~ Lumiére's POV~

Lumiére's heart was pounding in his chest in anger as he tried to make sense of the chaotic scene before him. His living room, which was typically a haven of order and cleanliness, was now littered with papers and books.

As he took in the disarray, Lumiére felt his frustration building.

"What the hell is going on here!" he shouted, his voice echoing off the walls.

Reagan, who had been lounging on the couch the whole time, finally spoke up. "Don't look at me," he said with a shrug. "I just got back and found him and the living room in this state." He said with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Noah, who was hunched over a pile of papers, didn't even seem to notice his outburst. It pissed him off the more. The guy was still reading whatever was in the paper he was reading.

He took in two steady breaths and caught Reagan watching him, "is he deaf or something…?" He fired.

Reagan chuckled, "Hey, I don't see what the big deal is. It's just a little mess. Noah's a genius,