The three-story Central Courtyard Hall had a spacious layout. Wood and stone, both imbued with a sense of natural life, intertwined with each other, complementing the surrounding dark-toned furniture and decorations. It was tranquil and elegant.
On one side of the hall was a lounge for discussions. A luxurious sofa set and low coffee table sat beneath the soft glow of several floor lamps. It was as if time itself had grown lazy here, filling the space with an indescribable sense of harmony.
At that moment, the three guests seated on the sofa were all descendants of powerful nobles in the Hutton Kingdom.
They waited quietly, like the most distinguished guests in a concert box high above the stage. Even sitting still, they possessed an extraordinary air.
"Prince Enoer, Miss Hughberlian, Miss Sophia, so you're the friends Lanchi has been thinking about day and night."
Lawrence gave a polite little bow.
Clearly, Lawrence knew Prince Enoer, a frequent visitor, as well as Duke Migaiya's daughter.
He wasn't surprised that Lanchi knew these noble students from Iketerite Academy.
However.
Lawrence couldn't help sensing something unusual in the atmosphere.
Prince Enoer was visibly excited, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Hughberlian, sitting in the single-person armchair on the left, had her head bowed tightly, staring nervously at the tips of her shoes.
Countess Sophia, meanwhile, seemed to have fallen into a dream and was still lost in a daze.
The three of them seemed to be on completely different wavelengths.
At this moment, only Hughberlian was fully clearheaded.
Realizing that Lanchi had finally arrived, she raised her head to look at him. She knew that she couldn't ask about anything now. All she had to do was leave this place with Lanchi as quickly as possible!
But.
Before Hughberlian could make a move,