Chapter 25: Cold Blooded (Part 2)
Azrael looked at the person who had just crashed down some distance away and noticed it was a man.
For some reason, the man had horrified expression on his face as if had just seen something terrifying.
The man was nearly 190 centimeters tall, with shiny silver hair similar to Kael’s, deep black eyes, and a handsome face capable of attracting attention of most of the women effortlessly.
His body was perfectly sculpted with lean muscle— strong, yet not bulky like a bodybuilder’s.
This man was Silas Thorne, Azrael’s father. A man who had nearly suffered a heart attack after reading a message from his wife suggesting she might elope with their son.
"Wh-what happened?" Silas stammered, his voice filled with panic, wondering if Ashara had discovered that the beautiful client they had met a few days ago had secretly slipped him her private number.
Was Ashara now planning to leave him because of it?
Ashara noticed Silas’s exaggerated reaction, which made her feel something was off— as if he were panicking for a different reason— but deciding that Azrael’s situation took priority, she pushed that suspicion to the back of her mind and spoke in an annoyed tone.
"What do you mean, ’what happened’? Your son had an accident during the Galactic Eclipse, and instead of worrying about him, you are wasting your time on that damned spaceship."
A huge burden lifted off Silas’s shoulders the moment he heard those words.
’Thank goodness... She didn’t find out about the private number. Not that I planned to call her, but having more connections never hurts.’
He turned to look at Azrael, whose head was still locked under Ashara’s arm. Azrael was staring at him in silence.