>>>>>>>>>>> Back to the present.
"So, Lizzie. What do you need from me?" Lucian maintained his amiable persona and his tender smile.
"Lucian, you know what your father did, don't you?" Instead of answering him, Eliza answering with a counter question.
When Lucian heard Eliza's question, a dark glint flashed across his eyes, disappearing almost immediately.
But that action did not escape from Vincent's eyes, nor from Eliza's.
"... Yes, I know... Lizzie, I-" Lucian wanted to continue speaking, but she interrupted him.
"You don't have to say anything. I know you knew your father harbored some kind of conspiracy against my family, but you didn't know how or why. When you asked me not to say anything to the adults about our meetings and that we played together, I knew it. But back then you were the Big Brother I found on the street sad and helpless, full of scars and the aftermath of the beatings you received daily..."
