Revenge is best served cold

Time passed quickly. It had been a month since Jeremiah last visited my house.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't come looking for me during this time and had been with Elsa instead, which was why Elsa had also been unusually quiet. She didn't make an appearance for a long while. I enjoyed the peace and focused on organizing the studio with Levi.

During this time, we brought in four core designers from abroad, and the rest were recruited locally. Now, including Levi and myself, our studio in Caldera had grown to a team of 20 people.

Although I wasn't particularly superstitious, my parents insisted we pick an auspicious day to launch.

Since it was LunaGlo's first debut in Caldera, just handling the media was enough to leave Levi and me exhausted. After a busy day, we didn't leave the office until midnight.

When I arrived home, I found Levi packing his bags.

"Why are you packing?" I asked, a bit confused.

"I found an apartment near the studio. It'll be easier to commute to work," Levi explained.

He suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked up at me. "Besides, staying here for too long just doesn't feel right."

I smiled. "It's not a big deal. To me, you're like a younger brother. You can stay here as long as you want."

Levi paused for a moment before he softly said, "That's exactly why I need to leave."

For a moment, my mind went blank as I was unsure of what he meant. Before I could say anything, he quickly continued and cut off the words I was about to say.

"Even if I leave, I'll still come by to grab dinner with you from time to time."

Sensing the sadness that seemed to hang in the air, I couldn't help but speak up. "You're just moving closer to the studio. It's not like we won't see each other often."

I walked over to pat his head. "You still have to invite me over to visit!"

Sheet

At my words, Levi's face brightened again, and he gave me a grateful nod. I thought he would stay the night, but to my surprise, once he finished packing, he immediately called for a cab. I intended to see him off, but he turned me down, citing the late hour as his reason.

In the end, he only agreed to let me walk him to the door. As I opened the door,

Eric appeared. His hand was in mid-air, about to knock.

Seeing Levi's suitcase, Eric raised an eyebrow and looked at him leisurely. "Did Jane kick you out?"

Levi snorted. "I left on my own. I'm ~ just giving Jane some space. Unlike some people, who just keep showing up at her place to mooch off her. Truly shameless!"

Eric didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled. "Are you talking about me?"

"You know exactly what I mean."

Levi rolled his eyes, then turned back to me with a serious expression. "Jane, you need to be careful. Some people might have hidden motives."

Eric nodded. "Well, you're right about that. But she won't have to worry about it anymore. After today, she won't see that person again."

"You!"

Levi was so furious he looked like he was about to explode. He pointed at Eric, ready to say something more.

I quickly stepped in, trying to stop

the argument. "Alright, alright, no more arguing. It's so late. You guys might not mind disturbing the neighbors, but I do."

With that, I pushed Levi toward the elevator and pressed the button for him.

Although he was clearly reluctant, he obeyed and didn't continue arguing with Eric. He just shot him a glare before stepping into the elevator.

It wasn't until the elevator doors closed that Eric's gaze shifted to me. He stared at me, unblinking.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Eric shook his head, but there was a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Why did he suddenly move out?"