When Jean answered the phone, he got out of bed with one hand on his knee, then walked to the window sill and looked at the garden outside with a cold face. His eyes darkened, looking almost as dark as an ink.
The call ended in a few minutes, but he did not turn around and remained where he was.
Lilia looked at the man's back with a worried expression, she straightened her clothes before getting up and walked to his side.
She lifted her head, looking at the expression that her husband had for a moment, then stretched out her hand to his cheek. "Is the Widjaya family in trouble?"
Lilia only heard a few words, but it was enough to arouse her suspicion since she and her husband had a sudden, too ridiculous situation that occured on the same day to be said as a mere coincidence.
The man turned slightly to the side, revealing the top three buttons of his shirt opened along with his lazy face.
