Chapter 72 Does the Store Manager Have Special Rights?

• "Cece!" Staring at the person who had stumbled into his arms, Beornwulf felt his heart racing.
• "Beornwulf? What are you doing here?" Surprised, Celica was washed over with a sense of familiarity, bumping into him in a foreign city.
• Beornwulf was wearing a simple white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing half of his clean, lean arms. Standing under the moonlight, he appeared gentle and elegant, as beautiful as an oil painting. "I've set up a studio nearby. What about you?" Crouching down, he helped her pick up her groceries from the floor.