Hearing this, Suzanne Trent's eyebrows subtly twitched, but her face remained expressionless, and no one could tell what she was thinking.
Mason King, hearing South Wesley's remark, suddenly laughed. The laughter seemed deep and amused but also carried a sense of remoteness, as if he found the situation somewhat interesting but had no desire to partake in this trivial game.
"What you see from a colleague's perspective is just the tip of the iceberg." Mason King didn't move while seated in the sofa chair, his eyes appeared idle and lazy as if he hadn't wanted to be involved in the first place. However, since he was already implicated, he couldn't feign indifference: "There's not much to say, but buying breakfast for Suzanne and me is a day-to-day routine."
"...Mr. King, this is really unfair; you're still showing off your relationship while solving a case." Edward Mason rubbed his forehead in frustration.