Artur reached the Sterling villa. Kathy escorted him and Luther to a particular room.

“I believe this room used to be…” he was saying.

“Not even a bouquet or a bag of fruits?” Selena snorted. “Why am I not surprised?”

“Haha, I doubt you’d actually eat any of the fruits I bring,” Artur sat on the couch prepared for him. “My father sent his regards. He hopes you recover fast. You know him pretty well, don’t you?”

She softly laughed for a second. “Not as well as you might think.”

“I heard him once