IT SEEMED like there wasn’t a single word Eliezer didn’t follow through on. Because after they finished breakfast, they immediately left his mansion.
“Are we really leaving without bringing even a single change of clothes?” Sianna couldn’t help but complain, her voice edged with disbelief.
The two of them were inside a luxury van, customized for someone like Eliezer—a man of extreme wealth. The ride was smooth, almost indulgent. There was a mini fridge inside for cold drinks, snacks neatly arranged in case the passenger got hungry, and the seats were so comfortable it felt like business class on a plane. That level of comfort.
“We don’t need to worry. My staff will send our things after us,” Eliezer replied calmly.
Sianna studied him closely. His gaze was fixed outside the window, as i
