Chapter 125 The Future Luna Doesn't Wait For Anyone
- Maya’s Point Of View
- I watched, lounging like royalty, as Laura finally… finally, lifted her delicate hand and waved dismissively toward the designer. "You may attend to her," she said, her voice smooth but clearly edged with something cold. "I’ll wait."
- The designer hesitated, looking between us, visibly torn. I smirked wider, crossing my legs slowly, deliberately.