Chapter 466: We Are Doomed

Meanwhile, in the grandest building of the Darkwell Trading Union, Mevron was in a frustrated mood while sitting on his ostentatious chair in the hall.

Ara's face was ashen as she sat in the chair adjacent to his, not daring to utter a word. In fact, even if there was nothing wrong with their relationship, this was a very bad time for anybody to piss off Mevron. There were many servants going in and out of the hall since they had to clean up after the guests had left.

Orgaz, his personal advisor, had a grave expression as he stood before Mevron with a lowered head.

"This is all your fault! You incompetent old fool! If only you had managed to restrain those two before they could escape, then my father wouldn't be on his way here!" Mevron's rageful shouts shook the hall, making even some servants have their ears bleed. Still, they didn't dare to stop doing their work.