Chapter 293 – Evolution
The silence stretched again.
Sira's smirk returned, but it was softer this time, edged with something she refused to name. She leaned back, lifting her tea once more, hiding the way her chest ached.
Because Lux wasn't just Greed's heir. He was carrying all of Hell's debts, all of its fractures, on a desk no one cared about.
And no matter how much she hated to admit it… she admired him for it.
Even if it meant one day, it would break him.
Lux didn't know how much time passed. He didn't measure minutes when he slipped into his work mode. His mind operated in ledgers, shifts, and reports. His fingers flicked through holograms, his voice muttered percentages and reallocations. By the time he finally leaned back, a stack of notes finalized and transmitted to his subordinates in Hell's Finance Department, he realized the clink of silver against porcelain had gone silent.
He blinked and looked across the table.
