Olivia turned side-face, looking at Ivana, who was glued to the screen, "Seems like we won't be having grilled meat tonight, I'll just make dumplings instead."
Ivana shrugged, apologetically glancing at her, "Thanks, Olivia!"
"So I'm your sister now?" Olivia rolled her eyes at her and walked into the kitchen.
Seated on the couch with her tablet, Ivana frowned at the blinking red dot on the screen. Even after Olivia had finished making the dumplings, Lucas Walker had not taken any action.
"How is it?" Olivia came over and asked.
"The same." Ivana lifted her face from the screen, her eyes squinting at the ceiling, "We're done for!"
"So what if he is a count? Are we supposed to be afraid of him in Bitterford?" Olivia took her tablet, "Let's eat!"
Ivana followed her to the table and sat down, "Given the current situation, he might have already figured out my identity."
With Lucas's personality, there's no way he knew she was here and yet did nothing about it.
