Leon's POV
"So, sir, you want that boy, right?" The caretaker's voice held a sense of eagerness, her eyes narrowing as she sought confirmation.
"Yes, lady, I would like to adopt that child," the black-haired man responded with an air of formality, his tone cool and collected.
"Okay, sir. I'd like you to sign the co--" Before the caretaker could finish her sentence, a familiar sound interrupted the proceedings.
"Ting, Tang"
The black-haired man produced a small pouch, the jingle of coins audible as he placed it on the table with deliberate precision.
The caretaker's eyes widened with a mix of surprise and greed. The pouch was opened hastily, revealing a cascade of shimmering gold coins within.
Her lips trembled in delight as she regarded the mysterious benefactor, gratitude mingled with a subtle sense of awe.
