Chapter Fifty Seven

Word about the skinned man never spread out around the country, let alone to the whole world. And that only wasn’t thanks to the great bribing skills of Dillas, but because of Cameron’s influence in the political world now. In fact, word never got out of Milan to be exact.

Agatha brushed her hairs leisurely as Romeo explained her how the process had gone, while she stares at her reflection without much thought, completely dazed out.

“…and Mayor Cameron said to be a little cautious for the time being, as the midea is still prying on the matter and are searching for loose ends. Agatha maybe- Agatha? Agatha are you even listening?”

“Romeo?” Agatha says in a dazed voice, still staring at her reflection with her hair brush simply brushing through her hairs. “Do you know what day it is tomorrow?”

Romeo frowns, looking away from Agatha as he tries to wreck his brain for the answer. “I…I don’t know. Is it something important?”

Agatha’s hands stop whatever they are doing, and she glances at Ro