บท 767: Chapter 678: Lanci and Talia's Bet

Three days had passed.

It was four o'clock on a certain afternoon.

In District 4 of Floral City Pariet, within the Count Bathist's mansion.

Christina leaned boredly on the sofa in the parlor, holding a book, occasionally flipping through the pages with a careless flick of her wrist.

"Yawn."

She yawned indelicately, without much concern for the demeanor expected of a young lady, then shook her head to dispel the grogginess.

The best thing about being at home was that she could act freely; her family wouldn't mind her behavior, considering that she had been taught from a young age that as the eldest daughter of the Bathist family, she was to live whimsically.

Beyond a lunchtime excursion to the Crystal Orchid Boulevard shopping district, the cooling relief upon returning home was swiftly followed by an overwhelming sense of drowsiness.

"Why hasn't he come yet?"

She glanced at the clock and murmured.