Although Louisanna was annoyed, she raised her head and looked at the person talking to her. She couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw it was Domhall, smirking at her while wearing a black suit that complimented his looks perfectly.
The hope she had earlier suddenly disappeared. Louisanna knows that whatever solution Domhall had in mind wasn't trustworthy or even holy in the first place. Why would he expect that from a demon king, right?
Louisanna didn't answer him as she crossed her arms and straightened her legs, resting on the floor. She thought it was okay since no one was coming to their floor right now. The floor where her mother was admitted is one of the cheapest rooms in this place. Too bad that it's the only thing she can afford— not to mention that her schedule barely suffers because of it.
