A Father's Worry
"Miss Felberta, since you're already here, why don't you rest in my office for a while?"
She smiled politely.
"I'll finish things here first, then I'll come entertain you properly."
Bianca genuinely wasn't good at dealing with people who carried such cold, distant personalities.
Felberta's calm silence always made conversations feel slightly awkward.
It seemed better to let her relax in the office first before discussing whatever business had brought her here.
The entire room waited quietly for Felberta's response.
For several seconds...
Only silence remained.
Finally...
Felberta slowly shifted her gaze away from Bianca.
Her crimson eyes settled directly on Julian.
Without hesitation...
She spoke in her usual calm, emotionless voice.
"I have business with him."
Felberta pointed calmly toward Julian D'Aurelius. Her voice remained as cold and composed as ever, carrying no unnecessary emotion.
