Stellar Echo: Heart of the Myst

In the most exclusive restaurant in District 12, the private rooms were a display of elegance and almost excessive luxury. The perfectly polished mahogany parquet floors reflected the soft light emanating from a large crystal chandelier that hung majestically from the center of the high ceiling with magical candles. The candles, in addition to illuminating the room, gave off a light woody aroma, similar to sandalwood, evoking tranquility and sophistication.

The center of the room was occupied by a round wooden table with golden veins, surrounded by elegant and comfortable velvet chairs. One of the walls had been replaced by an enormous glass pane that revealed the scene of skyscrapers above the clouds of District 12. On the other walls, aside from artworks and sculptures, there was a large sideboard displaying a selection of the finest wines and liquors in the galaxy.

Sitting on one of the beautiful chairs was a young man with deep green eyes and black hair adorned with stars and galaxies, dressed in an elegant jet-black suit. He looked incredibly disappointed as he slumped his upper body over the table, his face bearing an expression full of pain and regret.

While the young man seemed lost in his sorrow, Seraphina entered the room with an elegant and almost rhythmic stride. Upon seeing the state of her young master, an adorable pout appeared on her face. She approached him and hugged him from behind, leaning intimately against him, and whispered sweetly in his ear.

"You don't have to feel this way, young master; that money is yours to spend as you wish."

"But it was 500 million." Erik commented softly, his tone laden with regret, which made Seraphina smile amused. She whispered warmly, almost maternally.

"No, young master, it was ONLY 500 million. You are very thrifty with money and spend responsibly, so don't worry about that. Instead, let your personal maid attend to you and lift that sadness that envelops you."

As she finished speaking, Seraphina helped Erik up from his chair. At the same time, a beautifully crafted massage bed appeared in the room, decorated with countless runes carved all over its surface. She swiftly removed his elegant jacket, followed quickly by his tie and shirt, leaving his upper body bare. She then laid him face down on the massage bed.

"Thrifty? Even accepting the director's job, it would take me more than a century to pay off those 500 million. So, in the best-case scenario, I spent more than a century of honest work in just a couple of hours..."

Already accustomed to Seraphina's suspicious ability to remove his clothes in seconds, Erik spoke softly as his beautiful personal maid applied cream to his back, which exuded a relaxing and delightful aroma.

"Fufufu, don't see it that way, young master. The factories to produce the healing pills are already under construction, and the clinical trials are underway with very good results. Soon they will enter mass production, and the estimated profits are quite high, so it won't take you long to earn that amount of money." Seraphina commented cheerfully as she began to massage her young master's back with a satisfied smile.