Chapter 450: A Brewing Conspiracy

William made himself at home, strode towards the kitchen, and grabbed a bottle of beer from Damien's fridge. "Want one?" he asked the owner of the house.

Damien shook his head and slumped onto the sofa in the living room where William joined him afterward. He couldn't be bothered to call him out anymore. What was the point? He rubbed his temple when he felt an incoming headache. William seemed to be chirpy and it bugged him that he was like this. He couldn't tell what the man was thinking at the moment.

"Why are you here, William?" Damien asked.

"Can't I just visit you?" William answered in the most uninterested voice before he took a swig of his beer.