Aurora Sinclair hesitated for a long moment, not stepping forward as she nervously fidgeted with the hem of her clothes.
This displeased Drake Trent. Linden Grant was his master and his godfather, and their bond was exceptionally strong—even stronger than the one he shared with his biological father, Victor Trent.
He had summoned the girl from the entrance today for his godfather's sake. After all, when he had tested her, everyone at the branch office had seen it. Failing to provide some sort of resolution would be unacceptable.
It was just that this girl seemed a bit too common for the occasion.
"Godfather, she's not seriously hurt. I hit her Jade Token."
Linden Grant thought for a moment, then took a small bottle of medicine from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This is for you. Go back and apply it once a day. It will be healed in five days."
Aurora Sinclair bowed woodenly. "Thank you, Mr. Grant."
