Leon's vein popped, and his face flushed red with anger.
"You won't intervene, Sis? It will become worse at this rate," Fiona's aunt asked.
Seeing her sister still deep in thought and not answering, she looked at Fiona with half-pleading eyes, "Can't you talk some sense into your boyfriend?"
She doesn't care about Leon's life or death, but if he loses his life at her party, this will implicate her, too.
It would then turn into a big problem for her.
"I am sorry, Auntie. Leon is the one who started it; who told him to act as he pleases?" Fiona replied.
She doesn't think Malacai will really kill Leon since he said he doesn't want to attract attention from the Vatican.
Leon clenched his fist as he forced himself to smile, "I know you're just joking, so what do you want?"
Malacai looked at Fiona and her aunt's expressions.
