Soon however, Aria flinched as she remembered something else and quickly asked, “What about after I leave White Hall? C-Can you still protect me after that, Mr. White?”

“Oh, well…” Eron shook his head as if troubled. “I’m sorry, Ms. Lond. But if you leave, Mr. Lawrence isn’t going to play to our tune.”

Aria was shocked, her heart sinking rock-bottom again despite just finding some sense of comfort.

“Mr. White, please, you have to help me,” she pleaded. “Please talk to Frank. I-It was just a mistake, I didn’t mean anything bad. I just love him so much, I.”

Seeing how gullible Aria was, Eron could not feel more disdain for Aria at this point.

Still, he kept his thoughts from showing because he needed her for his plans.

Pretending to be deep in thought, he then walked up and helped her to her feet and whispered into her ear, “Actually, there’s no way to get Mr. Lawrence to forgive you. But I have a proposal. I’ll only tell you if you’re willing to do it, but if you refuse, you just have to suffer Mr. Lawrence’s wrath. which I’m sure would be a fate worse than death.”

White! What

could not be stretched thinner, and since Eron was clearly keeping her on tenterhooks, she

“In that case, I’ll say it: Mr. Lawrence would be taking part in a martial tourney tomorrow,

puzzled. “Frank’s going to a tourney.

It’s

Aria gathered herself as she took the packet from

herself for a while, but her eyes soon flashed viciously. “Don’t you have a more

left Eron taken aback, though he almost laughed

she not just declaring how much

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