As Taya regained consciousness from her daze, she noticed that her surroundings were somewhat familiar.

There was a luxurious chandelier hanging overhead, and the decor was in a French

style. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were rows of Aronland-style houses, as well as an endless expanse of sea…

This was… Aronland!

It was Amon and Rosalie’s villa!

Taya’s heart sk ipped a beat, and she immediately tried to sit up in bed. However, her weakness and fatigue made her fall

She raised her fair hand, rubbed her stuffy forehead, and tried to recall how she came to Aronland, but couldn’t remember anything.

Amon, who was sitting in the living room, seemed...