"What do you mean?" Audrey Jenkins asked, confused, looking at Fenton Stuart.
Fenton Stuart shifted his gaze, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Yet, in Audrey's eyes, that smile carried no warmth—it sent a chill down her spine instead.
"These people who have starved for years probably wouldn't know how to cherish beauty. So, take your time and enjoy," Fenton said with a smile before turning and leaving the secret chamber.
His tone was casual, as though he were discussing something utterly trivial. Audrey froze for a few seconds, and by the time she processed his words, Fenton's figure had already disappeared from the chamber.
"Alright, you all enjoy yourselves!" One of Fenton's men glanced at the leaving figure of Fenton and then spoke to the beggars, giving his instruction before leaving with the others.
