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."

-

she saw Seamus sitting on the

and she could not see him clearly. However, his grimness spread

down and walked straight to the kitchen. Soon, the

finally saw him clearly when she arrived before him with

stunned while a hint of ruthlessness flashed past his

and handed him

did not

hot, but

She said softly, "You're not eating the soup I made for

today, miss? I was

ignored him and put the bowl

happened to come, wiping surfaces with a rag in her

spread from the tiny

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

soup's good

"Get out!"

raised his hand and slapped the bowl onto

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