How Morpheus wished he could answer Persephone's question, but he just couldn't.

He had never even seen what Bailey looked like, nor did he know if she were a friend or a foe.

The only thing he was sure of was that he would do his best to protect Persephone.

Morpheus took out his phone. "Here, take it."

In this time and age when everyone had a smartphone, this one seemed unusually ancient. She had never seen anything like that.

"What's this..."

"It's a phone. You can only make calls and text with it," he explained. "It has very few functions, but it has advantages whereby people can't easily bug it."

He had used this on the battlefield before.

"There's only one number saved in there—mine." He looked at her before adding, "Call me if anything happens when you get back."

-

Seamus sitting on the couch

not see him clearly. However, his grimness spread like alcohol in the air, lingering

calmed down and walked straight to the kitchen.

saw him clearly when she arrived before him

stunned while a hint of ruthlessness

and handed him the

not take

but

softly, "You're not eating

you go today,

and put

wiping surfaces with

silence spread from

Catherine smiled out of nowhere. "Mr. Rutherford, it's

good for

"Get out!"

his hand and slapped the

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