Chapter 212

"Do you have a hobby, buddy? football?" 

The only good thing about being here was the food; other than that, it was all a waste of time, Laron thought as he stuffed his mouth with steak, not to mention the high-placed man looking into his face and forcing conversations.

Some distance away from Laron and Luigi, Kyra stood nearby, feeding and caressing a horse. Her excitement contrasting with the gentleness she used to brush its mane.

She seemed so different from her usual self; the soft care she had used on him back at the art and craft studio was on full display, and for a moment, he was jealous of the horse and detested the man who owned it.

As Kyra waved and Luigi waved back, the smile on his face disappeared. Why did this man always invade his space?

Maybe if he ignored him, he would be left alone.

"I play golf sometimes." Luigi picked up his half-field glass of wine. "What do you play?" 

"Nothing." His answer was a snap;