Chapter 15
The Roafi Baron’s manor.
It wasn’t right next to the Imperial Palace, but it wasn’t far either. A decent enough house in a respectable neighborhood.
I sighed once and opened the door. At the same time, the middle-aged couple sitting anxiously in the living room shot to their feet.
“Namia!”
“You’re here, Namia! Did Juan explain things to you at all?”
Ugh. This was already a bad sign.
When the Baron and his wife welcomed me with open arms like this, it always meant something awful had ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ happened.
‘Clearly, something’s gone down.’
Especially since I’d just heard from Luka yesterday that they’d been racking up debt under my name. My gut was not optimistic.
“...No.”
I stepped back instinctively and replied.
“Juan just told me to go home... Oh, and he dumped some Finance Ministry work on me too, right.”