Mirabe took the package from David without even checking it, just giving him a slight nod and a soft "thanks."


    David smiled and gave a little wave. "Swing by the association when you have the chance."


    "Sure thing," Mirabe replied, nodding. "I''ll drop by soon."


    "And don''t forget about the potions," David reminded her.


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow, "I''ll have them shipped to you in a few days."


    Hearing this, David''s eyes lit up, but he quickly added, "Make sure they''re S- grade."


    Mirabe simply gestured ''no problem'' with her hand. "Alright, I''m heading out." With that, she nodded to Mason and Ana, who were standing nearby, and made her way out.


    Johnny noticed her leaving and caught up. "I''ll give you a ride."


    **


    Johnny drove Mirabe out of the neighborhood, and after a bit, as they neared the city, Mirabe asked him to pull over.


    The area was quiet, with hardly any people or cars-pretty secluded.


    After Mirabe got out, Johnny lingered, parked by the side of the road.


    It waste, and a young woman alone wasn''t exactly safe.


    Noticing, Mirabe didn''t say much. She pulled out her hoodie, put up the hood, and took out her phone.


    Before long, a ck sedan came driving up, turned around, and stopped right in front of her.


    Mirabe put her phone away, waved back at Johnny, then got into the sedan.


    The night air was much cooler than during the day, and Mirabe, lightly dressed, buckled up and rubbed her hands together for warmth. Her face, peeking from under the hood, was pale and tired, especially after spending so much energy on Mason''s treatment.


    "Are you cold?" James nced over, frowning slightly. He reached over to feel her hand, found it cold, and turned up the car''s heat.


    Mirabe shook her head, "I''m alright. Let''s find somewhere to eat first."


    "Okay," James said, starting the car.


    Twenty minutester, they pulled into a fancy residential area.


    Mirabe touched her nose, got out, and looked at James. "Aren''t we going out to eat?"


    James locked the car, took her hand naturally, and headed for the garage elevator. "Nah, food''s being delivered here."


    "Oh," Mirabe said, following him into the elevator. Watching him press the button for the 19th floor, the doors closed, and the elevator began to rise.


    Mirabe kept her head down, her hoodie still on, her hand lightly tapping the back of his hand. James nced at her, his expression a bit dark.


    But all he could see was the hoodie.


    The elevator stopped on the ground floor, where three or four people were


    waiting. As soon as the doors opened, they walked in.


    James moved Mirabe a bit closer, his intense presence making the neers avoid looking at him.


    Soon, the elevator reached the 19th floor.


    They walked out, one after the other, stopping at apartment 01. As James


    unlocked the door, Mirabe casually asked, "Is this your ce too?"


    James didn''t answer, just let the fingerprint scanner beep, pushed the door open, and turned to Mirabe with a calm look, gesturing for her to enter first.


    Mirabe blinked and stepped inside.


    The room was dark, no lights on. The door closed behind them with a soft thud. Hearing it, Mirabe''s heart skipped a beat.