As our entire team looked at him, Byron seemed to sense that something was wrong. His eyes wandered and finally fixed on me, but they were extremely cold.

I smiled faintly, my eyes full of disdain and mockery.

Bryon fixed his intense look on me, but his feelings were unclear. He said, "So you're here too, Mrs. Chloe? I wonder what role you're playing?"

I smiled lightly. "As you know, I had a classmate in Gerby. I spent a lot of time and effort looking for her before I could free her from the demons' grasp. Surprisingly, she turned out to be your daughter. Don't you want to thank me?"

"... A classmate?" Bryon seemed to realize what was going on. His expression grew even darker.

"That’s right. She’s a close friend of mine too. We would go through thick and thin for each other." I stared at his face, confronting him aggressively.

"I didn't expect you to be here so quickly. Are you here to see if Beatrice is still alive or are you just trying to show your deep love for your daughter