Chapter 151

"Good day, Sir Mil."

Bella, elegantly dressed in a purple gown, rose from her seat. Rumdrax handed his coat to the attendant standing nearby and swept his eyes across the small room.

A quiet estate out in the suburbs, its parlor decorated with lavish objects. All genuine pieces — Rumdrax smiled, mentally tallying up the sum that must have gone into furnishing this single room alone.

"You've clearly put in some effort here."

"I had to prepare properly, inviting a guest with such discerning taste. What do you think? Does it suit you?"

"Not that I'm taking any of it home, so what good does suiting me do."

Bella laughed. A bright smile, as if she'd just heard something delightfully amusing.

"You could take all of it home, if you wanted."

Rumdrax realized his own remark might have sounded to Bella like he was asking for a handout. Living so…