The banter usually went on, and since it was Sunday, it went on for even longer. It was a brunch anyway so it was expected.
Extending his next step further, he had successfully taken Joyce's feet in his own and cage them. She did try to initially take them out of his grip but she was no match for his strength.
She was related and he could tell that by the look on her face, but still did not look at him. Well, then, challenge accepted.
Unfortunately, Adrian did not get enough time to deal with his wife and put some troubles in her way. After breakfast, he was going to be approached by Alfred who was standing patiently by the door, but the way his foot consistently tapped on the floor, Adrian knew that it was the opposite.
A matter needed his immediate attention.
