Chapter 170: Sixth-Rank Grandmaster!

The moment the door to the private room swung open, Ramon Casson's face went sheet-white. He shot up from the sofa. "L-Lady… Edith Leonard! You… why are you here? This… this is a misunderstanding, let me explain!" He babbled as he spoke, instinctively backing away, trying to put some distance between himself and the masked man. His legs went weak, and he almost tripped over the sofa arm. He could not figure it out. He had been so careful, so discreet. How had Leanna Leonard still managed...