Chapter 881

Under the moonlight, the man's handsome face was incredibly grim, exuding a dreadful chill. "R-Romello…" Phoebe steadied herself, gripping the eyebrow trimmer tightly, mentally preparing to defend herself if needed. Romello's face remained cold as he repeated, "What are you doing here at his hour? Didn't I tell you to follow the rules?" "I-I couldn't sleep. I heard a noise coming from here, so I came up to check. I was just about to go back when you showed up." She gulped anxiously, changing the subject. "Romello, why are you here? It's so late, and you're still dressed in military uniform..." Romello's expression did not change. "I had a mission from the bureau that I just completed. Since your return banquet will be held here tomorrow, I decided to stay here tonight." "Oh, I see. Thank you," Phoebe said meekly, lowering her gaze. Romello remained impassive. "Go back to your room and rest." "Yes." Phoebe nodded, recalling the sound of chains she heard earlier, an