Chapitre 891: The White Clan Courtroom.

Felix nodded in appreciation and stepped inside.

Although Anastasia called it a chamber, it was more like a mansion with countless bedrooms, two kitchens, two living rooms, and at least eight bathrooms.

"You can pick any room you wanted besides room number one and two." Anastasia said.

When Selphie heard so, she eyed Felix with a look fill with expectation, making his lips twitch a little. He knew that she wanted him to pick the third room, so he could be next to her.

Alas, Felix wasn't known for seeking death.

"I will go for the furthest one." Felix clarified, "I intend to set up a concoction lab and I don't want to you annoy you with the noise or the smell."

Selphie's shoulders slumped a little in disappointment, but she said nothing to convince him to change his mind.

'This girl has really fallen too deep.' Anastasia smiled wryly, 'I don't know what she sees in him but might as well be a good sister and help her a little.'