Could Susanna Mattise's attack be imminent? Lumian pondered this question, considering that Charlie had no known enemies and had recently worked as a waiter at Salle de Bal Brise.
Though it was possible that Charlie had simply experienced a string of unfortunate accidents, Lumian wasn't willing to take any chances.
As Charlie carefully placed the tray down and waited, he grew uneasy under Lumian's gaze.
Recalling the other's mystical prophetic ability, Charlie leaned in and whispered, "Did you see something?"
A smile spread across Lumian's face.
"I foresee a romantic encounter in your future. You'll form a relationship that goes beyond friendship with a beautiful woman."
"Is that true?" Charlie asked, surprised and delighted.
The woman's name is Susanna Mattise… Lumian chuckled, suppressing his words. "You're quite gullible, aren't you? How can you believe that?"
"I knew it…" Charlie looked disappointed.
