"Two people?"
Carson Flores turned his head and said with a smile, "More than just two people."
Niall Sinclair made a sound of acceptance, not surprised. Besides the owner, there must be maids or the like, right?
Having opened up a cave mansion, there must be some people to command, right?
Can't do everything by yourself, can you?
It's not like there's no strength or condition for that!
Niall Sinclair's curiosity was piqued because she really wanted to know what kind of person Carson's pathist couple was, someone who could make Carson so devoted that he wouldn't be moved even when living with a woman like herself daily.
At the entrance of the lakeside cabin, seated cross-legged, Alfred Weaver opened his eyes, leapt up joyfully, and flew towards Carson.
"Carson!"
