Villain Ch 1506. I Want to Control The Narrative Before Someone Else Writes it for Me
Emma grinned. "So basically, you farmed the same flaming nightmare monster for hours and still think seven runs was lucky?"
Allen chewed thoughtfully, then shrugged. "It was a 5% drop rate," he said between bites. "Technically, I was lucky. I could've been stuck there all night."
Jordan nodded with a grunt, folding his tablet shut. "Sounds about right."
Allen picked up another piece of toast and leaned back slightly, savoring the crunch. The avocado was fresh, seasoned with just a hint of lemon and salt. Kai had outdone himself. Again.
Jordan, eyeing Allen's outfit now, gestured with his mug. "You're dressed up."
Allen took a slow sip of his tea. "Yeah. Picking up Vivian, then heading to the agency."
Jordan's brows lifted a bit higher. "The agency?"
"Urban Enigma. Mr. Bell wants to see me," Allen said, casually tossing the words out like they weren't a big deal.
