"M-mm..."
Isabella opened her eyes, greeted by darkness all around her.
She slowly sat up, scanning her surroundings, then let out a small sigh.
"Chocolate... yum... yum... yum..." Eliza's adorable voice came from beside her.
Isabella turned her head and chuckled softly. She pinched Eliza's sleeping cheek, then got out of bed and pulled the blanket over her.
She stepped out and turned on the living room light. A middle-aged man sat there, dressed in a green robe.
His eyes were almond-shaped, and his calm aura made him look like an ordinary person.
However, anyone sensitive enough could tell he was far from ordinary—a powerful figure who concealed himself well.
"Why are you here? I was sleeping, and you disturbed me," Isabella said coldly.
The middle-aged man quickly stood and clasped his hands toward her.
"I'm sorry, young lady. I didn't mean to disturb you, but I have important news," he replied in a trembling voice.
