"Huh?" Yvette stared at him, not quite getting his words.
"I don't think it was too hard to get, was it, Miss oh-so-sensible Juan?" Irvyn had a smirk on his face, while his voice sounded mischievous. "I just said, you should tell them who am I to you."
"Uncle Samson, could you take him to Doctor Oscar after you drop me off at college? Guess he ended up having a few screw loose there." Yvette shifted a bit more away from him, increasing the awfully short distance between them.
"My head is fine, Miss Juan."
"Like hell it is. You just said something weird right now." Yvette refuted his words immediately, without giving him a chance to say anything else. "Who was the one who said that we should keep our arrangement a secret from others?"
