Merlin and Luna walked together toward the building where Margaret lived.
When they arrived on the fourth floor, Margaret was sitting on the sofa, sipping a cup of tea.
As if sensing their presence, she opened her eyes and looked at Merlin with joy.
However, when her gaze shifted to Luna beside him, her expression immediately turned sour.
"You're finally here, Merlin," she said as she stood up. "I thought you weren't coming."
Merlin smiled faintly. "Of course I came."
Margaret seemed satisfied with his answer, then glanced at Luna with a playful look.
"So, you're Luna Tharot? I didn't expect you to come. Am I interrupting your time together?" she asked in a slightly teasing tone.
Luna narrowed her eyes, remaining alert. This was her first time meeting Margaret.
She had to admit, the girl was truly beautiful. Her long, wavy golden hair made her stand out effortlessly.
The aura of a noble young lady radiated from her. It was as if money held no value in her eyes.
