"What are we going to do now?"
Renee asked. They were in the living room with freshly squeezed fruit juice placed in the middle of the table. They were alone in the villa. The majority of the consort had left for shopping in the town hoping to find a souvenir or something. Whereas Alina was sleeping in her room after she hit the bar last night and arrived at dawn.
"Well," Lucien was as confused as the other. "I am not really sure but since I have sent the message to my brother. We might receive the response later."
"Honestly, I envy you." Wilma leans with her chin rested on top of her palm. Her elbow was placed on the soft cushion placed on her lap. Even before Lucien could ask, she continue, "You have a very trustworthy and loving brother. Not to forget they are helping you even without questioning why you are messing around."
"Well...." Lucien didn't have an answer to that. Now that she thought about it, she wonders if they have ever doubted her actions.
