Chapter 108


    Silence fell as everyone waited to see how Bernard would handle Hera.


    Meanwhile, in Room 508, Samantha was admiring Hera''sposure. Despite her admiration,


    Samantha couldn''t help but wonder if Hera was stirring up trouble.


    Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.


    Samantha stood up anxiously.


    "Is the grandmaster really going to kick us out of Astral Nova?"


    "No. Just open the door," Hera reassured her.


    Samantha walked to the door and ced her hand on the knob.


    She turned to look at Hera and whispered nervously, "But what if they''re serious?"


    The thought of being kicked out and bing the subject of international gossip was too


    embarrassing for Samantha to bear.


    "Don''t you still have your royal guard?" Hera teased.


    If the situation got rough, she wouldn''t hesitate to fight back.


    Samantha pondered Hera''s confidence and realized it stemmed from seizing opportunities rather


    than waiting for them to fall into herp.


    It felt like ying with fire, which was daring beyond belief. Yet, she loved the thrill.


    With a deep breath, Samantha opened the door to find a burly bodyguard wearing sunsses


    outside.


    "Miss, the grandmaster requests your presence on the seventh floor," he said.


    Samantha breathed a sigh of relief inwardly as she noted the request was for them to go up instead


    of being kicked out. She quickly looked at Hera.


    "Okay."


    Hera nodded, and they followed behind the bodyguard.


    As Hera and Samantha exited the viewing tform, onlookers immediately spected if they were


    being kicked out from Astral Nova.


    Everyone knew troublemakers typically met a harsh fate.


    Challenging the grandmaster in public and merely getting kicked out? Many felt the grandmaster


    was too lenient.


    Then, the host received the message through his earpiece, and his announcement interrupted the


    murmurs.


    "The grandmaster has epted Bidder 508''s challenge."


    "What?"


    "The grandmaster actually epted? That''s against the rules!"


    "Is the grandmaster being too kind?"


    "Can you really pull off something like this?"


    The crowd erupted into chatter.


    On the seventh floor, the bodyguard opened the grandmaster''s viewing room door and motioned for


    Hera to enter. She nodded and stepped inside.


    Samantha wanted to follow, but the bodyguard stopped her.


    "The grandmaster only invited her, not you," he stated.


    She widened her eyes.


    "We''re together. Since when do you split guests up like this? You''re not trying to separate us to


    cover your tracks, are you?"


    The bodyguard remained silent.


    Hera turned back and gave Samantha a reassuring look.


    "Wait for me outside," she said.


    Samantha reluctantly stepped aside as she watched the door close.


    The bodyguard led Hera up the stairs to the grandmaster''s room, which was muchrger than the


    one downstairs. It was decorated in a consistent Gilded Age style.


    They passed through one room to reach a viewing tform separated by a bead curtain. A tall


    figure stood facing away from them.


    Dressed in sleek ck attire that emphasized his tall stature, he stood against the backlight and


    exuded a mysterious presence.


    "Grandmaster, she''s here," the bodyguard said respectfully.


    The man, wearing a ghost mask, turned around. His eyes were sharp and piercing.N?velDrama.Org: text ? owner.


    Separated by the curtain, Hera and the man exchanged cold gazes and silently assessed each


    other.


    Finally, he broke the silence and said in a deep husky voice, "Let''s hear the rules of the game."