“For some reason, Mr. Reid seems so terrifying! It’s as though he’s the keeper of hell who’s come to earth to claim a lost soul!” Edward thought.

Darius opened his eyes, his attention snapping toward the door at once. “Come in.”

Only then did Edward try to take a step forward and peek out from behind the door with a smile. “S-Sir, I just wanted to know your decision since both invites state the events take place tomorrow night.”

“Right, I’ve decided to go to neither.” Darius nodded while speaking as if he could not care less. He then tossed the invites onto the desk ahead. Leaning comfortably against his chair, he crossed one leg over the other and appeared relaxed.

Standing before the desk was Edward, whose mouth had opened so widely that he could catch flies with it. He could not understand a single thing that Darius had in mind, so he kept parting his lips, but no words came.

Darius’ patience ran out after the former did that several times. Irritated by the delayed response, he de