“I can't believe he's just leaving like this,” Hador said, sounding somewhat reluctant.

James muttered on his own, “What a surprise. Clayton is his disciple.”

Hador said, his tone tinged with annoyance, “I suddenly remembered he only bid farewell to you. He didn’t say a word to me! That guy is so heartless! I supplied him with so much of our wines!”

James chuckled awkwardly. “What could he possibly tell you? Perhaps he doesn’t want to go back either.”

Hador inquired solemnly, “How much do you know about him? Do you know why he gave up his status and came to a small place like ours?”

James shook his head.

Hador gossiped, “He’s just like you. Ensnared by love.”

James’ eyes widened in surprise as he asked, “Who’s his wife?”

Hador clarified with a smile, “He’s single and without a wife. He harbors feelings for someone he can’t have.”

“Who?” James inquired.

Hador sighed, “Lucille’s mother, Celeste Babs. He fell victim to an unrequited love. After seeing Lucille, his heart must’ve