Hearing that, Byron put down the work in his hands. Recalling the night before, the view of the backs of Rosalie leaving together with the stranger of a man, his gaze sunk slightly. “Who is he?”

“The man is Yves Graham; he is the person in charge of Virus Research Institute. The old master of the Quirkes had gone to him for medical consultation before.”

Luther noticed the atmosphere in the office had decreased and his tone became a little more careful, “Also, I found that Yves is currently sin