I'm just enjoying my son-in-law.

The white-haired man walked with his hands buried in his pockets, his thoughts a tangled mess. Yet, now wasn't the time to dwell too deeply. In truth, he was analyzing what he had just done.

"She looked cute when she got jealous," he thought, recalling Ada's expression when she saw him kissing Raphaeline. "I thought she'd explode, but she handled it pretty calmly. I should reward her."

He muttered to himself as he passed through an imposing door. Of course, his Mistress's quarters were accessible to only a select few, and he was one of them.

Upon entering, he was greeted by the sight of the stunning red-haired woman before him. Sapphire lounged casually on an opulent armchair that resembled a throne, her long legs crossed with effortless elegance. She held a glass of wine in one hand, her piercing gaze laced with curiosity and amusement.

"Did you capture her?" she asked, her tone dripping with sarcasm and a mischievous smile gracing her lips.