(NIEL)
The room was quiet except for the baritone voice of Rhio as he talked. Elthon's eyes were focused intently at him as if waiting to hear something that he expected. The lawyer looked just a little surprised at Rhio's unexpected words. My gaze returned to the young man who stood by the huge glass windows.
"…Just do the best to help her."
I raised my brows in surprise. It wasn't like Rhio to say such words. With interest piqued, I instantly approached him when he hung up the call. "Who's 'her'?"
"None of your business," he quickly replied. He sat back in his chair and busied himself on his laptop.
Elthon shook his head and smiled to tease him. "Let him be. A workaholic like his father! He's gotten his father's genes."
"Right," I agreed.
Rhio's head remained bowed to his device when we left for Elthon's suite. I stroked my chin in wonder while Elthon seemed happy about it.
