"Where are you going, Malcolm? You owe me an explanation of this behaviour."
Medusa yelled at him as she pulled the man by grabbing his collars from behind. Her eyes glowed as the succubus tried hard not to expose herself by the emergence of wings or tail. She did not want her true self to pop up like that in the house as to accidentally ruin something.
However Malcolm gave her a nonchalant look as he averted his direction of gaze. He did not want to confess to her that his patience had been running out now for taking care of Kayden like a baby. And the very idea combined with his rank of being a mere servant prevented him from voicing out his annoyance.
He jerked off her hand and looked straight into her eyes with a cold expression. Malcolm did not bother to care for her at that moment and it did not scare him that technically she was his master.
"I don't owe you any explanation, just because you are worried about him."
