"Uh?" August bit his inner cheek, being wary of his mother's gaze.
Everyone used to fear that gaze of Her Majesty, Uphara. It was the very same gaze that she used to use for negotiating or just bending the opponent into submission. The gaze only indicated one thing- 'I want an absolute perfect answer!'
Uphara just kept gazing at her son with her eyes and her facial expressions devoid of any emotions. She could already sense that something had happened that shouldn't have happened. Her steady gaze and her silence started to take the effect of bending her son into confessing the truth.
August realized that there was no escape now. His mother already seemed to doubt him. And once Uphara doubted something, she would make sure to go till the end of the case. He closed his eyes, prepared f
