The corners of Eros’s mouth curved into a microscopic smile, which was quickly reined in.
"If Uncle Kenfield has made up his mind, you can head directly to the office building of the Charitable Foundation on Bell Street in the West District tomorrow."
Viscount Kenfield’s expression grew radiant with excitement, and he answered repeatedly: "I will certainly go. I am definitely going."
At this moment, Siveria on the side could no longer contain herself. She wrapped her arms tightly around Eros’s arm, a blissfully happy smile breaking across her delicate face.
She was well aware of her father's recent plight, and over the past few days, she had frequently seen him with a deeply furrowed brow. Eros’s sudden job offer was truly a massive help to them.
What’s more, Siveria faintly felt that Eros was only willing to hire her father because of her. This undoubtedly made her fall even more deeply in love with the young man before her.
To the side, Viscountess Kenfield blinked upon witnessing this scene, reaching out to pinch the soft flesh at her husband’s waist once more.
Viscount Kenfield instantly understood his wife's intent, hastily finding a topic to lead her out of the room.
And this time, Eros did not stop them.
Seeing her parents leave, Siveria could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart, leaning in directly with her fragrant, soft lips.
Eros lowered his head at that exact moment.
About ten minutes later, Viscountess Kenfield suddenly remembered that her small handbag had been left in the living room, so she returned to fetch it. In her mind, her daughter and His Highness had likely gone to a bedroom, so she didn't think she would run into them in the living room.
As a result...
Viscountess Kenfield, having just stepped into the living room, was completely dumbfounded.
Right at that moment, the two on the other side seemed about to turn their gaze toward the doorway.
Seeing this, Viscountess Kenfield’s heart panicked. What would happen if they caught her here?
In her inner panic, without a second thought, she hid behind a nearby shelf.
Right after hiding, she regretted it, because the shelf was openwork; anyone looking closely could easily spot a person hidden behind it.
Fortunately, they shouldn't have the leisure to look around closely elsewhere right now—Viscountess Kenfield could only comfort herself with that thought.
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However, how was she supposed to get out now? She couldn't possibly stay hidden here forever, could she?
She turned her head to look inside through the openwork of the shelf, only to discover with helplessness that the gaze of the two over there was pointed right at the doorway. If she went over, she would undoubtedly be exposed directly under their eyes.
Viscountess Kenfield had a massive headache right now. To leave, she had to seize a moment when the two weren't paying attention. And to catch that moment, she had no choice but to keep constant watch.
With this observation, a whole hour passed.
Viscountess Kenfield wanted to cry but had no tears left; the pair didn't give her an opportunity at all.
Just like that, another twenty minutes went by.
Only then did Eros remember the original purpose of his visit to Siveria today.
Thus, he lowered his body, drawing Siveria into his arms, and extended a thread of spiritual perception to probe the strange power inside her body—the very power that even Barbara couldn't see through.
When he was with Siveria in the past, he had actually studied that power frequently. But that power had always remained completely indifferent, lacking even the slightest reaction.
Just as he thought this attempt would end the same way as usual:
That strange ball of power inside Siveria suddenly followed his spiritual perception, surging directly into his soul space!
Then, before Barbara could react to the surprise attack:
It struck straight into that sneaky, suspicious tentacle topped with a giant eyeball.
In the next second, pure white flames ignited upon the body of the tentacle.
The giant eyeball atop the tentacle lowered its gaze to look at the flames on its own body, blinking its massive eye with an expression of curious intrigue.
Eros froze, and Barbara was dazed as well.
Just like that, under the watchful gaze of one person and one artifact spirit, that tentacle was completely burned to ash, leaving only a single wispy thread of pure white flame in its place.
Looking at that flame, Eros suddenly had a presentiment that he could now advance to Sequence 6.
But... what on earth was going on?
In the outside world, Siveria looked at Eros before her, a subtle look of confusion gracing her delicate face. She couldn't quite fathom why Eros would zone out and daze off at a moment like this.
Viscountess Kenfield’s expression was also rather odd; this was the first time she had ever seen someone zone out during such a time.
On second thought, however, she realized that right now was a golden opportunity to leave.
So, while stepping lightly toward the doorway, she divided part of her attention to watch the movements of the other two in the living room.
Suddenly, Viscountess Kenfield’s gaze met a pair of eyes.
Viscountess Kenfield’s breath hitched, her body going entirely rigid.
Because she recognized those eyes—they belonged to Siveria.
Looking at the sneaky figure near the door, a blush rose on Siveria’s delicate face.
As if noticing Siveria’s anomaly, Eros also turned his gaze toward the direction Siveria was looking.
Three pairs of eyes intersected in their gaze, and time seemed to freeze for a moment.
Viscountess Kenfield’s heart missed a beat, and her whole body stood frozen in place. Only one voice kept spiraling inside her mind: I'm completely done for!
Eros let out a dry laugh: "Madam!"
Viscountess Kenfield offered a response with an unnaturally stiff expression.
The atmosphere afterward was exceptionally awkward.
After tidying everything up, Eros looked at Viscountess Kenfield sitting on the sofa. Seeing the faint flush on her face, he coughed lightly and said:
"It’s getting late, so I won't disturb Madam any longer."
Viscountess Kenfield took a deep breath, suppressing the awkwardness in her heart, and squeezed out a smile on her face:
"We will see you out!"