All memories were erased without a trace.
Edward straightened his silk pajamas and lay down on a large chair like a royal throne, on either side of two girls in scanty clothes massaging his shoulders. Another one held out a cigar and lit a match against the tobacco that was pinched by Edward's lips.
"Sorry sir, your son messed up the plan"
Phew .. smoke billowed between the dimly lit room, Edward laughed sarcastically.
"You mean Maximilian?" The man nodded
"Are they related?" The man in front of Edward this time hesitated to nod or shake his head.
"Why do you say he is still pure and innocent but it turns out that my son has already tasted it?" Edward's sharp gaze made the man standing in front of him gulp bitterly. He was stuck with his plans and sentences.
