Chapter 113 How could Idris come?

Noah's face tensed up. "Mr. Young, you've seen it all. Why bother with my little tower? But sure, I'm flattered you asked." He shot a look at Mr. Ziegler, who knew exactly what to do. With a crafty grin, he told Liam, "Right this way, young sir." Liam gave a small nod and shot Noah a quick look before leading me up the winding staircase to the rooftop with Mr. Ziegler. The castle stood proudly in the middle of the lake, and from up here, the view was out of this world. The lake shimmered a brilliant green, dotted with yachts that lazily made their way towards the distant valleys. Once Liam found a spot in the shade, he turned to Mr. Ziegler and asked, "Mr. Ziegler, could I trouble you for a cup of coffee?" Mr. Ziegler seemed a bit startled and hesitated for a second, but then he smiled warmly and said, "Absolutely, I'll have it made for you right away." I scanned the rooftop, puzzled by Liam's request. We were supposed to be looking for someone, and here he was, casually asking for