Many were surprised; from the bold threat to the declaration that followed right after, but the only person in the party that had the most understanding of the situation was Isabella.After all, though she didn't know how the man named Saul was able to get a hold of her younger brother's information, but the Arthur she knew who had handled an entire truck of mercenaries and according to rumors dealt with the people who put a kill order on him, wouldn't back down from a challenge.Especially if that challenge appeared to be directed at him.Glancing back at the silent commissioner, Arthur started, "Commissioner.""Hm?""There's no need for trash at a hearty event such as this. I propose you have them thrown out before they fill the place with their stink." Arthur suggested, the previous iciness in his tone replaced instead with a business-like voice."I agree, father." Isabella stepped forward, meeting Arthur's gaze with a look of gratitude."Very well then. Guards, throw them out." Co

Stepping out of the convenience store with a bag in hand, he took a sip out of the cold bottle of orange juice he had purchased. Sighing in satisfaction while he looked over the bottle, he recalled not taking advantage of the food service there with the events that had happened and wished that he had.After all the detour he had just taken would be unnecessary if he had partaken in the free food present.While he continued to partake in his snack, his brows furrowed at the sudden appearance of the all too familiar translucent blue system window that read; [Rescue Anais Lefevre.]Arthur was a bit confused at the sudden mission and he pondered how he was to successfully complete it.He glanced at the club a few blocks away, noticing a man who got knocked out of an alleyway, a few men moving to him to carry his body inside the alley.After much contemplation, Arthur decided to observe. While he was no goody two shoes; with the sudden appearance of the system mission window, he felt the s

Noticing her hesitation and linking it to their earlier interaction, Arthur chuckled and opened the glove compartment in the car, pulling out a familiar white mask with a rose pattern on the side.Showing it to her and responding to her wide-eyed expression with a smile, he asked cooly, "Does this answer your question?"The doors to the Lefevre mansion opened quietly, a silent exchange between Anais and her father's butler prevented the head of the house and Anais' visiting brother from being aware of her returning home.Washing up and laying on her bed, Anais covered her face with her pillow and squealed gleefully. Never would she have thought she would get the chance to meet with the one Ana teased as her "Prince Charming" so soon.Deep down, Anais hoped she would have another chance to meet Arthur Rhyfel.Arthur leaned back in his chair, sighing tiredly. Though several days had passed, it was only a few moments ago that the assault case by a few college kids against him had close

To her this was both the most difficult part and at other times the most beautiful part of her show, depending on how generous her fans were, or in some cases, how good they wanted to look.Her brows furrowed slightly at the persisting silence and a tired sigh escaped her, she expected at least one person would be kind enough to donate any amount to her cause.The screen behind her dinged as a well-known philanthropist climbed onto the stage, a small round of applause from the crowd as he made his way to the manager and Ayame who rose to shake him.Ayame's hopes that had risen earlier were soon dashed and not a single person had donated after the previous encounter. Masking her frustration with a smile, she stole a glance at her manager, unable to read the expression he wore.Sighing into the microphone, the manger spoke up, his next words shocking Ayame beyond measure."Ah, it seems Aya and I forgot to mention this beforehand so there's an announcement I'd like to make. The donor wit

A genuine laugh escaped Arthur, an act that he hadn't expressed in a while. Rising from the chair, much to Ayame's surprise, he turned around and said. "I was promised a dinner date and I don't know about you but I'm quite hungry."Hopping off the sofa, Ayame stretched, pointing to the door afterwards with a playful tone, "Let's get going then.”The dinner went by far faster than Aya had hoped it would, bringing to mind the common saying, "Time flies when you're having fun."From catching up to the usual jokes exchanged between the two of them, if one had seen them at that dinner, they wouldn't have believed that years had passed since the last time the two had met and hung out with each other, much less spoken to one another.After a few hours of enjoying the three course meal and each other's company, they stepped out of the restaurant, which coincidentally happened to be the one he had relieved Pablo of.Taking a deep breath, Arthur stretched out, raising a brow at Ayame's amused e