Ginna's words added to his fury, but Theodore kept his face blank. He reminded himself he couldn't let her suspicious of him. "I don't care what she does, who she meets, or where she works. Don't bring her up again," he said, keeping his expression cold, masking his fury. "By the way, Grandpa mentioned you were at the mansion last night. He was impressed with your help."
He changed the topic and praised her to make her happy. This was a part of his plan he was going to execute.
Gina smiled gleefully as she took a seat, diving eagerly into the details of how she had spent the evening. Her chest swelled with pride as she continued speaking, but Theodore was not interested in all this. Gina's voice sounded annoying to his ears, grating on his patience. He reached up, rubbing the back of his head in an attempt to conceal his irritation.
