After hearing Smelian's account, Lu Xia fell silent.
'I didn't expect that guy Graces to be so resourceful,' she thought.
Seeing Lu Xia go quiet, her expression unreadable, the two of them felt a growing unease.
Cecil said, "Lu Xia, if you're unhappy, just punish us. Please don't be angry over this."
Lu Xia glanced up at him. "I am, in fact, not very happy. Although I can understand your intentions, I also hate it when you hide things from me and take matters into your own hands, thinking you're doing what's best for me."
"Can you contact Graces? I want to speak with him personally."
Smelian spoke up. "He's usually the one who contacts us. The next time he does, I'll let you know."
Hearing this, Lu Xia nodded. "All right, I understand. It's getting late. Let's get some rest."
With that, Lu Xia stood up and walked toward the door.
Cecil was about to follow her but was stopped by Smelian.
