"Sir—" Edgar's words lingered in the air, his usual calm demeanor replaced by a tense expression and a flicker of anxiety in his eyes.
Noah witnessed all that and was shocked to see Edgar's expression change.
Gradually, Noah felt his heart tighten and realized something was wrong.
"What's the matter, Edgar? Why do you look as if you've just seen a ghost?"
As Noah heard his own sentence, he glanced back, a sense of dread creeping in as he glanced back. He imagined a terrifying devil ready to consume him, but his fears were misplaced.
In truth, the vast living room was empty except for the two of them.
Returning his gaze to Edgar, Noah was surprised to see his calmness return; there was no trace of worry or tension in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm afraid you won't be able to meet your father for the time being."
