CHAPTER 815

Later that night.

Jane ended up sleeping in Rebecca's room, on her bed, and Rebecca was not at all used to someone sleeping in her room. On top of that, Jane had the habit of putting one leg or hand on top of another person. All this didn’t let Rebecca get any sleep.

At around twelve in the night, Rebecca came out to the balcony. It was pretty cold, with the wind blowing roughly. “Mm?” She noticed someone in the garden. It was a Red-haired woman whose hair was whipping about in the air. She looked like a standing lioness of sorts. Even though Rebecca couldn’t see the face, she could tell it was Rye. “What is she doing alone at this hour?”

Rye, who was talking with a man in a black cloak, also noticed Rebecca’s presence. “You should leave.”

In the blink of an eye, the man turned into a blur and disappeared. In that darkness of the night, Rebecca couldn’t even see that man.

Rye then turned around and looked straight toward Rebecca and waved her hand, showing a big smile.

Rebecca waved h