The Male Leads Are Trapped in My House

Two days after Cherry's group discussed taking over the Devonshire survival camp at Sinclair Hotel—

Devonshire Townhouse.

As she prepared the tea for the guest, Schoolgirl B struggled to calm her racing heart.

It had already been four months since she was rescued and brought to the Devonshire survival camp. In this grim reality, overrun by monsters, she had suddenly come face-to-face with a breathtakingly handsome man.

Even during her time at Lubridge Benton College, she had never seen a man this good-looking.

"This is crazy. This has to be a dream."

She kept pinching her cheeks as she stared at the man, whose looks were so unreal they seemed almost otherworldly.

Then, she sneaked another glance at the elegant figure seated in the reception room.

Although Schoolgirl B was only from a modestly prestigious family, she had managed to avoid hard labor at the Devonshire camp.

Instead, she had been assigned as an attendant, serving Prince Lloyd and Marquis Devonshire.

In a world that had already collapsed, there was little need for hosting guests. This was the first time she had ever been in such a situation.

"The only tea available in the camp is Lugreto Tea. Will that be acceptable?"

At her polite question, the man finally turned his gaze to her.

His icy blue eyes, reminiscent of a frozen lake, locked onto hers, and she instinctively held her breath.

At the same time, the man let out a quiet chuckle.

"Tea, huh…"

There was an unmistakable weight behind his laugh, but Schoolgirl B, completely captivated by his presence, failed to grasp its meaning. She only caught his next words clearly.

"I’ll pass on the tea. Just a glass of water, please."@@novelbin@@

His voice was indifferent, yet there was a trace of insolence, lingering like an afterimage.

However, it wasn’t disrespectful—his tone was perfectly measured, leaving no room for criticism.