Intrigue.
This was what overwhelmed the underground space.
It was like a world of its own, bright sunlight illuminating the entire area, forests, wildlife, an ecosystem.
There was a small building off to the side, and in the middle of the space stood a tall hill with a beautiful, well-maintained garden.
It was a breathtaking scene, one that showed the simplicity of the man.
And as he heard Jezeneth's words, the space responded to his feelings. An intrigue so intense that even Jezeneth's anger was being overwhelmed.
"That's unlike him," he could instantly notice the oddity of the situation. Aside from what Jezeneth had told him about Atticus that day, he had requested more information, basically everything about him.
As he received it, he dissected every detail, forming an accurate assessment in his head. To him, he should be able to anticipate every one of the child's moves.
His smile widened.
"He found a way to ignore the contract…"
