[EVE]
Sinclair took a slow, deliberate sip of his water. He was unsettlingly calm, his eyes detached. He barely looked at Sophia before responding.
"Why should I feel the need to report my every movement to you?"
Sophia's smile faltered, but she forced herself to hold her composure. "Father, that's not what I meant. I only thought that, since we're family, we might have come together. People would wonder, after all, seeing you here with . . . well, her," she said, glancing at me, her voice heavy with implication.
Sinclair's gaze turned cold. He looked at her from under his lids, his expression unreadable. "You're making a major issue out of nothing," he replied, his voice dismissive.
