"My Lord, they claim that they can help you deal with Scott's murderer and hope that you'll meet them," the guard said.

"Oh, is that so?" Anders raised an eyebrow.

After considering it briefly, he nodded. "Very well, let them in."

"Understood." the guard acknowledged and promptly left.

Soon, Eleanor and Elena were brought into the room. Eleanor appeared relatively fine, only her cheeks were slightly red.

On the other hand, Elena appeared pale and disheveled. She struggled to move in her wheelchair and coughed occasionally. She looked especially weak.

"Greetings, Sir Anders!" Eleanor bowed immediately upon seeing Anders.

Elena struggled to get up from her wheelchair but was stopped by Anders. "All right, that's unnecessary. Please, both of you, straighten up."

"Thank you, Sir Anders." Eleanor stood up straight and lowered her gaze, maintaining a respectful demeanor.

Elena, on the other hand, couldn't help but steal glances at Anders from time to time, her heart racing.

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