Phoebe slowly lifted the crystal glass of red wine in her hand, pouring all the wine into her mouth and swallowing slowly.
Stretching her slender fingers, she gently placed the wine glass on the table and straightened up.
Her pink eyes glanced over, pausing momentarily on Fifteen's face.
Feeling his gaze, Fifteen turned his head, met his eyes, and then shrugged lightly.
Coming to the Royal Palace was what he wanted her to do.
At this moment, he should give her an explanation.
Phoebe raised her lips, "She's entrusted to me too."
Lucas Walker had anticipated this answer and wasn't surprised. He slightly raised an eyebrow, wanting to say something but ultimately said nothing.
Having gone through so much, Lucas Walker trusted Phoebe and knew he should believe in his judgment.
He also understood that no matter what happened, even if it meant death, Phoebe would definitely ensure her safety.
Entrusting her to Phoebe was the best choice at the moment.
But as for this Fifteen...
