Chapitre 120: Chapter 110 The tea aroma on Lanci is too strong_2

On their way, Hyperion couldn't help but glance at Sofia and then at Lanci.

Her eyes were full of perplexity, as if she was trying to analyze something.

Hyperion was extremely grateful to Lanci for having diverted the attention away from her, but she was also worried that he had some ulterior motive for enduring Sofia's undue gaze.

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In the atrium on the third floor, the towering ceiling structure formed an astonishing sense of openness, with a mixture of dark wood and textured stone.

The meeting area on one side of the atrium was equipped with a luxurious sofa and low coffee table. With their high-quality materials and matching colors, the table lamps added a touch of serene sophistication.

Sofia, perceiving that Prince Aynor had finally returned, no longer stared at them in front of Aynor, but turned around and sat quietly on the sofa, hands folded in her lap.

As the three walked closer down the hallway, Lanci, with a peaceful smile, unexpectedly asked Aynor a question: