Chapter 155.

NOEL

“Have they left?” I asked the bartender.

“Yes, Master Noel. I watched all three of them leave through the exit. You needn’t worry,” Sal, an elite soldier of mine answered.

“His escorts didn’t have anything, did they?” I asked.

“No, Master Noel,” Sal replied.

Logan’s still as smart as ever. He still has the idea of how dangerous I can be. But he doesn’t know that I don’t stoop so low as to add poison in water, I thought.

“Pour me a glass,” I ordered.

“Sure thing,” he said as he began to fix my drink.

I reached into my pocket and brought out my pocket watch. Midnight was oniy half an hour away.

“Where could they?” I muttered as I angrily tightened my grip around the pocket watch. I snatched my glass off the table and immediately drank it. “Both of them had told me they wouldn't take so long. They even promised to show up at the party. The party ended two hours ago. How come they haven’t arrived—”

“Master Noel!” A beta called out to me.

“What is it? Can’t you tell I’m busy?”

“I apo