Chapter 45 - 7.7 : A Warm Yet Cold Morning
The gentle morning sunlight slipped through the curtains of Al’s room.
But the softness was abruptly interrupted by a loud, firm knock at the door.
Knock. Knock.
Al rubbed his eyes, still half-asleep, and moved to open the door.
The person didn’t wait for an answer—she walked straight in.
Aurielle.
"Huh? Sis? You’ve been knocking on my door quite a lot lately. Is there another party or something?"
He smiled sleepily.
Aurielle didn’t return the smile. She simply walked over and placed a sleek white box on the small table beside his bed.
"This... is your payment for last night."
Al looked at the box, opening it slowly.
Inside was the latest model YPhone—one of the world’s top smartphones, a symbol of elite status and advanced communication tech.