The cake meant to be saved for last was now the first thing to be finished.
But Zoe Pierce had to admit, even though it was a little ugly, it tasted alright.
The cake batter and the fresh cream, prepared with precise ratios, were flawless.
Outside the villa, the personnel hiding in the shadows couldn't help but chuckle.
Miles Sherman and the others hadn't closed the window, so sounds naturally drifted out.
Besides, Miles Sherman had notified the military about Zoe Pierce's birthday well in advance. They hadn't requested any special preparations, only informed them of their intention to celebrate.
So a little noise from them only made the soldiers smile to themselves.
'Youths and their energy.'
'It seems the attack didn't affect them much.'
After the day's commotion, Zoe Pierce went to bed earlier than usual.
「Another half a month passed.」
They were finally released.
The Military was undergoing a major purge.
