"S-Sir—"
I was startled when Rozzean grabbed my hand and placed me behind him. I saw Luther glance at my hand held by his brother.
"You can wait inside my house, Luther."
He said it with a cold tone. I couldn't shake off the nervousness in my chest, even though Luther assured me earlier that he wouldn't tell Rozzean the truth. From what he said before we approached Rozzean, I heard that we would talk again.
This means I can't be too confident.
"You came back quickly, Cyron. It's been only ten minutes since I messaged that I'm here at your house. What happened to your plans?" Luther asked.
I looked at Rozzean. Oh, right! He left with Klari. He also mentioned that he wouldn't have dinner at home, so what is he doing here now?
My gaze dropped to his hand still holding my arm. I winced;
