Marcus greeted the president. A respectful smile showed on his face.
The president laughed. He was amused by the vermilion-haired teen's flattery.
"You must be Marcus, right?" The President, although he already knew the answer, he still asked.
Marcus nodded. "Yes, I am the son of Eva."
The President, Frieg Frey, looked at the woman beside Marcus. "This must be Eva's sister, am I right?"
Marcus once again nodded.
"I heard that she's also your girlfriend, is that true?" The President asked. He didn't mean to pry, but this was not common in Estra.
Emily coughed. She turned to Marcus.
The vermilion haired teen chuckled. "Mister President as you've already noticed, my mother Eva and I don't look similar in any way possible. I do hope this makes things clear."
