No one loves me

Solomon as said arrived in the Wilson House in the morning to have a conversation with Venus. One of the guards informed her about his visit, which brought frowns on her forehead.

"It seems Solomon isn't easy to get rid of," Odin remarked, tucking the parchment he had received from Tobias into his overcoat. His gaze lingered on Venus, whose expression was already clouded with worry. "Let him in," he commanded the guard.

"Don't start any argument with Solomon. Even I've no idea what kind of person he is. I'll dismiss him from here after this last conversation," Venus suggested.

"I am not like you, Venus. You seem to find some strange pleasure in debating with everyone," Odin retorted with a slight smirk.

Venus's brow creased in irritation, the annoyance bubbling within her already.