"Yes, sir," the waiter said and hastened away but Zayla could already guess what Robin wanted to do with the ice water and pleaded,
"Please let me wake him."
Robin glared at her with disgust, she felt as if she was covered in poo.
"Do you think you have the audacity to do so? Don't forget that you are also on trial but as we wait for the ice water, the question I have for you is, how did you plan everything with your father?" He asked with a grim expression.
Zayla went silent in thought, wondering if it was right to expose all that her father did but Robin was one who usually kept his word so she decided to strike a bargain with him, though she was afraid.
"Do you promise to not press charges if I tell you the whole truth?" She lowered her head and asked him, Robin glared at her once again for a moment, thinking about paying her back in her own coin.
