KENNEDY
I DECIDED to spend a few more days in Asmodeus' penthouse. Just like before, we were back to where we started. He was going to his office while I stayed at his penthouse occupying the empty room as my workshop. It was like the usual day, but I suddenly had an unexpected visitor. It was his father. I'm sure he hasn't had a problem going up here since the people in this building probably know who he was.
I was surprised to see Asmodeus' father standing in front of me when I opened the door. His expression was stern, and he looked like he was in no mood for pleasantries.
Asmodeus' father stood there, staring at me with a cold and calculating gaze. His presence was intimidating, and I could feel my heart racing with nervousness. I wasn't sure why he was here or what he wanted, but I
