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Miss Lawrence stood from her seat, which alerted Soma. He didn\'t know why, but ever since he entered the room, he felt something unease. However, there is no escape now since he has already come this far, and he is determined to face the unfamiliar woman before him.

"Gentlemen, please have a seat".

Soma, who kept his gaze on her, walked forward, followed by the other two, who seemed rather calm in this situation. Soma sat on the sofa, which almost swallowed his butt. The sofa was so soft that he wanted to lay on top of it and escape reality to a dreamland.

Hiroshi and Malik exchange glances before they sit on Soma\'s side. Miss Lawrence, who saw that, curved her lips as she took something from her storage bracelet. A silver tray with a kettle and four small cups on it.

She put the tray on her desk and poured a brown liquid into each one of the cups before she brought it to the table before Soma.

"This was not much, but please enjoy it".

"...".

"Thank you, Miss Lawrence".

"Thank you".

Soma glanced at the cups before him, letting out steam. He raised his vision to meet the eyes of Miss Lawrence, who showed her bewitching smile. Soma replied with his lips raised.

Lawrence started to take a seat opposite from Soma, then she took the hot tea in her hand, brought it to her lips, and took a sip. Soma didn\'t dare to interrupt her and just let time pass. However, as much as he wanted to stall time, he felt an unbearable uneasiness creeping into his heart. Soma feels like an insect that has been trapped in sticky spider silk, making him unable to run away.

Besides, the biggest factor is the person before him.

Lawrence he never heard the character name Lawrence in the story. Well, he heard it. But, the person itself is a man, not a woman.

"...I don\'t think Mr Malik was the one in room number nineteen who bid with high prize…".

Malik smiled slightly, raising his right hand to stop Lawrence from going further.

"It was not like that, Miss. The truth is I was just an escort from the young man beside me…".

"Oh?!".

Lawrence opened her eyes wide, not expecting that Malik was not the one who bid her items. She turned to the other adult male, which Hiroshi could only smile wryly and also showed the same response.

"...Myself included. The reason I am here is also to escort Soma".

After hearing what Hiroshi answered with an awkward kindness, Lawrence turns her gaze to Soma, who, since earlier, kept his gaze at her, trying to probe her intention. She felt amused by the act of the young man before her, and she almost let out a chuckle but managed to hold in.

"So, Soma, was it?".

"Yes".

"I heard you are the one who auctioned my items?".

"...It seems so".

"...Are you perhaps nervous? You look a bit stiff since earlier".

"...Maybe".

As the conversation goes. Lawrence, who always gets a curt reply from Soma, seems at a loss for words. This is the first time she has been treated like this. She felt amused about the treatment she received, and her interest was piqued, as to why is that happen? It is because the boy in front of him was not easy as he looked.

Lawrence started to bombard him with probing questions. But Soma dealt with each of the questions with a brief reply that seemed he was unwilling to exchange words with her any longer.

She observed Soma\'s appearance. His silver hair reminded her of the incident in one of her establishments that got robbed for more than billions. Then, someone came to her another establishment, splurging so much money that got her interest.

However, it seems the boy in front of her didn\'t tend to prolong the talk. So she shifted the gear in her mind and asked her true intention of calling them here.

"...I would Like to speak to you as the one who contributed the most in our auction this time and also about the item you bid. The items are here".

Lawrence, with a wave of her hand, spread the items Soma had won in the auction. A Phoenix sculpture, two pieces of broken jade plate, a broken sword, a mini globe, and the energy sphere, which cost about five billion and three hundred million gold.

Soma, who wasn\'t aware of the identity of the woman in front of him, took out the cheque that he had gained from the casino and splurged some of the wealth that he obtained from the gate.

"This is…?!". She muttered.

Lawrence, upon seeing the cheque that was familiar in her eyes, raised her brows, and soon, her mind started to connect the situation. "I see now". But she needs more proof to ascertain her assumption.

"This cheque is?".

"...Sorry, does this place not receive payment using a cheque?".

Soma finally spoke more than three words ever since Lawrence questioned him. Lawrence observed Soma\'s further before she curved her small pink lips.

"Fufu, nothing. I am just hearing something interesting lately. I heard that recently one of the casinos in the east district has lost so much money to the gambler who came with only two people…".

Lawrence didn\'t see any impatience or twitch in Soma\'s body in which she felt doubt. She started to wonder if her approach was too shallow and too soft. What she wants to know is not about the money but the other aspects the person had in their possession.

"...And I heard after some inspection of the two whereabouts of the gambler that was long gone. In the scene, the person who tailed them had found a trace of them using mana…".

Soma, who heard Lawrence start monologuing her story, felt his mood soured, for he didn\'t think that the person who pursued him at that time was a skilled tracker.

"...Interesting enough, the mana the person used has a violent nature with red color. It also exudes an ominous feeling that resembles a race I know…".

"?!".

This time, Lawrence manages to spot a slight twitch coming from Soma. Not only that, the other two people who already knew the gist of Soma\'s past twitched with the aggressive approach Lawrence did. She glared at Soma\'s serene eyes, which contained a mysterious energy that drowned her.

Soma, who heard her words, sighs. He didn\'t think that his cover would be blown out so soon. He is being pressed by time so that he doesn\'t have time to think of a whole plan that can guarantee his cover.

Also, the fact that Miss Lawrence knows the information that should be confidential, even among the other business people. Proof that she had a wide range of information in her networks. But Soma started to think hard, and a single hypothesis came up, which is. "What if she was the one who owns the place?".

He turned to look at Miss Lawrence, who shot her chilling glare at his side, and Soma, feeling helpless, took out the mask that covered his face.

"...What do you want to know?".

"Soma…?".

"Kid, Are you sure?".

"She already knows who I am. It seems she already knows what I have done in one of her establishments. So there is no point for me to hide further than this".

Escaping from here seems impossible, even though he has two strong bodyguards beside him. He didn\'t want to make a mess and create an incident that would tarnish their name.

"...Finally, are you willing to talk with me?".

"Yes".

"Again, with that curt reply. You seem to be agreeing too fast. Well, first is. Is that your true appearance? Don\'t try to cut your conversation short. Explain it!".

"...No comment to that… You probably already guessed who I am and what face I had in the Casino. Why should you bother asking? Is my appearance something so important that you must ask it?".

"... No, you are right. I apologise for my question".

"Good. Then, let\'s get to the point, shall we. Don\'t ask unnecessary questions?".

"Hmm, what an impatient boy you are. Fine, let me get straight to the point. Is your power related to the demon?".

From her tone alone, Soma faintly could hear an icy blade ready to pierce the other person\'s heart, killing his composure.

"You could say yes and not at the same time".

"...What do you mean?".

Soma sighs for an unkempt time, then opens his mouth.

"I am one of the survivors from Project Red. Albeit faintly, I have some demon blood mixing in my blood…".

Upon hearing that, everyone in the room, excluding Soma and Hiroshi, opened their eyes wide. Soma starts to wrack his brain to come up with a story, and this seems promising, seeing the reaction from the two.

"Kid, you didn\'t tell me about this!".

"I am sorry, Sir Malik".

Malik starts to feel at a loss for words, seeing Soma apologize sincerely from his heart.

"...I am sorry that my explanation got interrupted. As the proof of that is these!".

Soma pointed his index finger toward his red eyes, which made Lawrence understand everything.

"I was born with black eyes and hair, but after ingesting some demon blood. My appearance changed slightly, like the one you see now".

"...I see. Sorry to hear that".

"It\'s nothing, this has already happened long ago, and I am not the person who dwells on his past".

Lawrence opened her eyes wide upon Soma\'s mention. He is free from his past. But of course, it was also a lie that he conjured to make her believe. However, Lawrence took it seriously as she kept her gaze straight at Soma.

As She saw his serene gaze. She puffed her big chest out, inhaling oxygen to calm her racing heart. Her mind started to wander as she unconsciously clenched her fist. "…One of the survivors from Project Red. …So he is also the same as me.". Lawrence muttered inside her heart.

"One more thing".

"Say it".

"Why are you so fixated upon getting these items?".

Soma heard Lawrence\'s question. He then knitted his brows wondering. "Does she not know the one who after these Items". He muttered.