"Should we take a seat." Lydia was riled up with rage but keeping it to herself for now. She took off her mask and took an empty seat looking back at him to be seated as well.
For Rout this came as a surprise. He expected no less than a begging or crying Lydia finally lying on top of his palm ready to do whatever asked but maybe every thought of his was wrong, maybe she didn't love her brother as much as he has thought. This was a pain in his ass as he rubbed his nape taking a chair and dragging to sit confronting her.
"Are you ok?" his false care almost made her laugh but she kept it at chuckle and nodded. "I guess you didn't care for your brother as much as you showed. I was almost fooled."
"Is that so? Well, we can say that. But Rout, what did you do to my brother?" her eyes which were till now showing calmness glinted with intimidating glare like a panther waiting for its turn.