"Well, Roxana being jealous is something else." Lazarus rested his legs on the sofa with his shoes still on and leaned back on the armrest. He had enjoyed himself too much during this trip.
Rayven poured himself and William some wine. "If she was just honest, she wouldn't have to go through this."
Lazarus and William gazed at each other and then Lazarus turned to Rayven. "Be honest and say what? I am a woman and I came here to steal from you? That is a suicide mission."
"It is about trust. If she is honest, taking that risk and trusting in him then that would also prove to him something and stop him from being stubborn."
