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."

-

saw Seamus sitting on the couch in the living

see him clearly. However, his grimness

and walked straight to the kitchen. Soon,

saw him clearly when she arrived before him with a bowl

was stunned while a hint of

handed

not

was hot, but his eyes were

softly, "You're not eating the soup I

go today,

ignored him and put

wiping surfaces with a

a plague, silence spread from the tiny living

it!" Catherine smiled out of nowhere. "Mr. Rutherford, it's rare that she

soup's good

"Get out!"

hand and slapped the bowl onto

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