Kyle was deep in thought, cast his eyes on the smooth wood of the table. He was too engrossed inside his own thought to care about the order.
"Yeah fine," Demien answered for both of them while he was staring at his quiet brother. "What are you thinking, Kyle?"
"Are you thinking about fixing the problem alone?" Accused Alec, narrowed his eyes to silent Kyle.
"Of course I want to, brothers. They will regret turning their back on us. After everything our sister has done to maintain this harmony, all of the men she has helped amass fortunes… all of them are backstabbing pests." Kyle mumbled quite slow but still could be heard by them. The eerie feeling entering their body once again.
"Are you intending to work to ensure mother and aunty vindication?"
"I should, we should, brother." Kyle's mad eyes shifted to Demien, his smiley face was extra creepy as he cupped his chin on the table.
