Zion had only dropped him off at the entrance earlier, telling him William was waiting in the left wing, to look for a door with patterns, and to ask a maid if he got confused. But almost every door here was huge and elaborately decorated. It had taken Suga another ten minutes to finally find a maid who was dusting the curtains.
Yeah, he was definitely not suited for living in a place this big.
You could probably live here for months without running into anyone, the mansion was that massive.
Once again, Suga let out a bitter laugh. Even if he wanted to go home quickly, he couldn't call that man.
"...I don't have a phone," he muttered subconsciously, rubbing his arm.
Even though Suga had spoken so quietly, William caught what he said by reading the movement of his lips— and he let out a long surprised gasp.
"You don't have a phone? How is that even possible?"
His voice was filled with disbelief. In this day and age, even a homeless person would have a phone.
