Chapter 44: Timid Dwarf
Eryx strode toward them, his sharp gaze locked on Seraphine. His sudden presence sent a wave of murmurs through the studio, the staff exchanging glances filled with speculation.
"Why is he here?" someone whispered.
"Maybe he’s here for Seraphine? Weren’t there rumors about them before?"
The room buzzed with quiet chatter, everyone assuming he had come to support Seraphine’s shoot. Meanwhile, Lunara stiffened, instinctively stepping back, unsure of what to do.
Seraphine, noticing the shift in atmosphere, slowly lowered her hand, blinking at Eryx in confusion. "Eryx? What are you doing here?"
"For sure it was not for you," He coldly replied, stepping closer to Lunara. His eyes landed on her, "Are you—"
"Ah Mr. Grantham! I heard from Madam that you are coming today to check on my performance, right?" Lunara blinked hard, her voice slightly strained as she quickly cut him off, hoping to divert the attention.
Eryx’s brow arched, clearly unimpressed. "Checking on your performance?" he echoed, his tone laced with amusement. He took a deliberate step closer, tilting his head. "Funny, I don’t remember agreeing to that."
Lunara swallowed hard. "W-well... Madam said—"
He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice so only she could hear. "Are you trying to get rid of me?"
She blinked rapidly, waving her hands and deliberately pushing his head away from hers, "N-no! Of course not!"