Chapter 257: The News and The Propaganda

"Are… they together?"

"We are."

"!!!"

Inside a room with a view overlooking the recovering city of angels, the warmth that was being kept at an ideal temperature suddenly started to lower– enough to almost crack the large windows as the temperature shift was almost enough to create bubbles through them.

Of course, this was not due to the airconditioning system malfunctioning, or the freezer suddenly bursting out its freon– it was due to the Asian American that was residing inside the room; her dark-brown almost black eyes reflecting the four monitors in front of her.

A series of snaps also whispered in the air as this mysterious Asian American covered in blankets bit her nails; her gritting teeth, seemingly showing the frustration she was feeling right now.

But this was not always the case for the mysterious Asian American– just seconds ago, the smile on her face could not be contained; her breaths, almost jubilant with their beats.