All Chapters of The Servant Is My Luna: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The opulent home stood firmly in the shade of clouds, spread across five hundred acres of land bordered by mountains and a vast valley below. When you entered the location, it was immediately apparent that the ambiance was incredible and lovely.The road between the valley and the forest with mountains on either side was traversed by an automobile. When the car arrived at the gate, it automatically opened, and even before the driver arrived at the main door, several attendants graciously greeted him.After escorting the visitor inside, the servants went to the chamber on the mansion's right side. Many individuals were seated in the spacious room, appearing to be waiting for their guests."Good afternoon, Mr. Barten Skovovich.""Elder messenger. I was surprised when you told me there would be a big meeting and council in London. Is it that important that you came here to ask me to come?" Asked a tall man clad in all-black clothes and hair that had turned slightly white."There are seve

Ananas had sent a nurse from the hospital to treat Tristan's wound, and she had just wrapped his hand when Tristan felt a tiny discomfort there.Although his injury was not particularly severe, the flavor was unmistakably distinct. Tristan was in such excruciating pain, just from the ache he was feeling right now.Tristan donned the outfit, although the discomfort was highly irritating. On the other hand, Samantha was dressed beautifully in emerald green when she arrived."Do I have to dress like this just for the rehearsal?" Samantha was interested. She has never been required to attend an occasion like this while dressed in this manner. The formal clothes used by women attending such parties.Samantha was seated on the side of the bed when Tristan simply grinned and knelt before her. He softly grasped Samantha's hand, stroking and squeezing it every so often."These are just clothes. No one forces you to do anything you don't want. You can change them if you want to," Tristan said.

Because he was curious and couldn't believe it. After some time, Barten Skovovich released Samantha's hand, and they proceeded to Tristan Stein's table. The man seized the music box resting on a tray. He was covered with a thick, high-quality crimson velvet cushion without apparent delay.Samantha became alarmed when she discovered that an unknown person had once more taken the box she was seeking. While Barten Skovovich was verifying the legitimacy of the wooden music box, she attempted to request the box from him.Calissa Skovovich, Barten Skovovich's wife, also visited her husband to view the box up close. Calissa handled the box and closely examined it; sure enough, there was something remarkable within. It appeared as though the box was confirming its veracity to them."I can't believe this music box still exists." Barten Skovovich said, still not taking his eyes off the box. Even when he managed to stare at Samantha, a million questions ran through both of their heads."Hey, whe

Then everything was made clear. Samantha was reunited with her missing family, and Carol White received justice. With Carol White, who had repeatedly injured Tristan's Luna, having received what she deserved, Tristan felt relieved and that what he had done didn't make him feel too bad.Tristan could still make out Carlos Whitebergh's ashen face, which was also filled with melancholy and bore a stern expression. The middle-aged man had the most hopeless word he had ever worn. Seeing his beloved daughter in such a cage made him feel like he had lost his entire universe.Along with the few individuals who accompanied him to the trial because they were concerned about their future and were forced to either remain on the Stein family land or leave it, but at least, even though the entire family's appearance was sorrowful and hollow. They were at least relieved Tristan had not abandoned them on the streets without a home to live in or anything to rely on.Carlos Whitebergh was leaving the c

Tristan felt unable to close his eyes for even a brief time. He made the decision to leave the room because he couldn't sleep. But before he left the room, he changed Samantha's blanket. Before heading outside, he slipped a pack of cigarettes into the bedside table's drawer.When he emerged, he discovered six wolf guards keeping watch close to his room. Tristan kept quiet since he was confident the wolf guards would look after Samantha no matter what.Tristan left his room and descended the spiral staircase on the opposite side while toting a box of smoke. By the time he reached the backyard, he had already noticed his uncle, Douglas Stein, who was also enjoying a cigarette while admiring the backyard's bright lighting, just dim enough to make the garden's golden hues appear warm."I didn't know you were smoking again, uncle?" Tristan greeted them and lit the cigarette he had brought."You have become so mature that you dare to smoke like this?""I was smoking long before Father died,