Simon nodded.

He brought me to a coffee shop afterward, which was inside the Greensmith Hospital. And they don’t just serve ordinary coffee here.

The tiny caramel macchiato in front of me already costs a hundred dollars—More than my monthly allowance.

I smiled as I tasted the strong flavor of the coffee on my tongue.

"It’s delicious, sir," I complimented as I took another sip. "I already expected it to taste good. A coffee that costs this much is really expensive."

If their coffee ...