Nana Marion, who opened the door, leaned against it, her face cordial but eyes full of caution.
When she felt the familiar aura of the person at the door, a bright smile appeared on her face.
"Miss Edwin."
"Mmm."
She opened the door and entered the room, immediately noticing the Gilberts, who were tied to the chairs, pale and haggard, devoid of all color.
They had gags in their mouths and must have suffered greatly during this time. Seeing a stranger enter, a strong will to live erupted in their eyes.
"Mmm mmm mmm——"
The couple struggled intensely, trying to break free from their binds, pleading desperation in their eyes.
"Tch."
Seeing them in this state, Caroline Edwin let out a low tsk that resonated in her throat and took off the mask from her face.
The face she now revealed was a striking contrast to her previously ordinary yet refined one. Although Nana Marion was puzzled, she did not voice her questions.
