The name 'Ansel' seemed familiar, Tilda thought.
When she started to place the names—she was gossipy by nature and naturally heard a couple of 'important' names—her eyes widened and she looked at Hana.
"Ansel? The handsome elder?" she asked, leaning over and intruding on the other's personal space. "He lived in a nice villa?"
Hana looked at her in confusion before nodding. At this, Tilda's eyes sparkled. "Then let me help you."
"What?"
"Let me help you," Tilda repeated, eyes narrowing.
Not only would she rid her brother of this parasite, she could also get connected to such a good family! Maybe she could even find her own target there!
Genius!
…
Back at the villa, Althea felt a little sad that she missed the drama. Garan somewhat sensed her disappointment and gently squeezed her nose.
