“Mr. Chance, I would like to seek your counsel on something. May I come in?” Sigurd asked.
“Um...” Jared hesitated.
After all, Viola was still in his room, and Sigurd might misunderstand if he saw her there.
Just then, Sigurd caught sight of Viola, adorned in a gown of brilliant red that was impossible to miss, lying draped across a table.
“Ah, the sect leader is here. I'm sorry for imposing. I shall return another day, Mr. Chance...” Sigurd hurriedly apologized and turned to leave.
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