Christopher struggled to swallow the bite of the sandwich in his mouth for what seemed like ages. He gazed at Persephone, his mind wandering back…
He didn't just know Morpheus. He had been close since childhood to the children of the two prominent military families in Southeast Aciatic.
Compared to the Harrises, he preferred visiting the Ortons, especially when he got to spend time with Morpheus. He considered Morpheus a friend, a brother even, having engaged in countless mischief together, much to their parents' dismay.
In his memory, Morpheus was someone who smiled a lot, radiating warmth and brightness like the Southeast Aciatic sun when he did.
However, from the moment Kaiden betrayed the country, Morpheus never smiled again, gradually growing distant from Christopher as well.
It wasn't until that evening at the gates of the palace that Christopher felt like it had been a lifetime.
"I... I don't know him." Christopher forced a smile. "Where would I have met your boyfriend!"
Persephone blinked, skeptical.
Christopher ducked his head to munch on the sandwich.
It was Morpheus who had asked him to do that, not wanting Persephone to know too much about his past. However, he didn't seem to consider how sharp-witted the Hamerton heiress was. Could she not see through the veiled truth?
"Oh, right." Unable to withstand Persephone's piercing gaze, Christopher quickly changed the subject. "We're going to the factory at 2:00 p.m. this afternoon. A pyrotechnician there will show you the effects of your designed fireworks."
"Just one pyrotechnician?"
"Yeah." Christopher nodded. "The main factory is on holiday, so we're going to the smaller one. But don't worry, even though it's smaller, the pyrotechnician's skill level is top-notch!"
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In the afternoon, Christopher arrived on time at the fireworks factory with Persephone.
Situated on the city's outskirts, this factory wasn't large, merely a downstream production line of that major factory.
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