The Heaven-Class Mystery
The woman in red lightly tapped one finger against the armrest.
She couldn't help but wonder.
Which household's young master could actually control James so tightly?
Now, he was like a bird that had been startled by the mere twang of a bow.
He didn't even dare to call out ten million?
That was rather amusing.
The woman in red's smile deepened slightly.
She had seen many young geniuses in her life.
Some were arrogant.
Some were cautious.
Some were clever.
But someone who could make a prince become this wary without even saying a word was certainly unusual.
At that moment, the door behind her opened quietly.
"Pavilion Master!"
A maid slowly walked in from behind.
Her footsteps were light against the polished floor.
She stopped several steps away, lowered her head respectfully, and spoke in a cold, measured voice.
"We've already investigated. The guest in the Earth-class private room is the Prince of Drake Empire, James."
