That afternoon, after coming home from meeting Chris, Lilia was standing in front of the living room's window. She looked towards the lake next to the house. The blue surface of the lake glistened in the evening sun. Lilia leaned against the window's sill, her expression was serious as if she was thinking about something.
After a while, Lilia nodded her head as if she had made a decision. She took out her cell phone and called someone. After waiting for a while, the person picked up Lilia's phone.
"Hello, Mr. Louis? This is Lilia Pangestu. I have something to talk about."
"Oh, Lilia! What's wrong? Why do you sound so serious? Did you get into trouble and be hospitalized again?" Louis replied jokingly.
