CHAPTER 223: BLACK LAKE REVIVAL

Maximilian

Sebastian arrived a few minutes later, also dressed in full black. He made his entrance. When Nathaniel mentioned that we had some business to settle, I readily agreed with him.

"If you would stop dazing out, then you'd probably know," Nathaniel answered, and I quickly noticed that he was in a foul mood.

"What's up your ass?" I grumbled as I put on the stupid Ray-Ban glasses.

"Via," he said in a tone that made me one hundred percent certain he was pissed. "That's what's up my ass."

I was not surprised by the fact that she went to his place today, as evidenced by the fact that she did so. One thing that I couldn't understand was why he was so angry.

It seems unfathomable that she is allowed to be in the same room as her. It is impossible for me to remain in the same room with her for even five seconds without her exiting the room.

During the time that she required flour for her father, I was with her for the longest period of time. My inebriated state caused me to make poor