THE long table was set like a fine-dining restaurant. Two wait staff were ready for every beck and call of the five people at the ten-seater dining table.
At the head of the table, Steven Chen was eyeing the blue-eyed woman on his left. A fond smile was plastered on his lips.
It was strange.
The Lord of the Coven barely smiled. He only opened his mouth to speak or to feed. That was the life that Akiku grew up to.
“It was my honor to be in your home, Lord Steven.” Solana Petrov expressed. A charming smile was also painted on her lips.
“It was ours, dear.” The woman on the right side of Steven Chen stated. “I am pleased to prepare all this for you. You are worth it.”
Akiku wanted to puke at Fang’s saccharine statement.
She came to the manor when she received a call from Jun that
