T6 sat, feeling his strung-up emotions settled. His mind replayed her strange request, but he had agreed to do it for her.
He patted his back, realizing it was soaked in sweat. He had felt slightly comfortable with her before, but something about this night felt off. Her cold aura nearly scared him to death.
By nature, T6 was shy and cowardly. His skill in hacking had secured him a place in the agency, working behind a computer, which he preferred.
He never wanted to change his status quo and prayed he would never have to face her in person again. It was too much for his mental health.
Meanwhile, Graves was speeding back to the mansion. Upon getting to the mansion, she freshened up, slipping through a lace, see-through nightgown.
She flashed to the main mansion building and appeared silently in Lucas's room.
Lucas lay on the bed, bare-chested with the bedsheet covering his waist, reading a book by the lamplight beside him.
