Andrews expression turned frosty as he replied curtly, Im not late.
Despite Andrews chilly demeanor, Shirley wasnt offended. Instead, she teased him, Just dont forget your duties as the deputy leader to the witch clan, even if youre head over heels in love with Debra.
Andrew, ever the professional, adopted a grave tone. The safety of the witch clan is my top priority. Plus, my fiancee is understanding.
I chose that moment to voice my support, giving a gentle smile. Indeed, I also wish for the witch clans safety and prosperity, so that we all might thrive.
Expecting Shirley to react poorly, I was surprised when she responded with a broad, genuine smile, complimenting me, Youre truly gracious. You wont hold it against me for pulling Andrew away for a bit, right? I have no choice. My mother insisted I bring him to the study as soon as I saw him.
Shirleys POV:
According to the plan Addy had made, I led Andrew away under the pretext of visiting my mother.
Our path took us through a serene garden.
As we passed, I noticed Debra alone in the banquet hall, a short distance away.
Seeing her isolated while Andrew was with me brought a satisfied smile to my face.
Since I was able to take Andrew away from Debra in public, I felt assured that I could win him over entirely for myself.
We soon arrived at my mothers study.
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As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a faint fragrance and figured out what it was. Addy was so considerate.
I smiled, secured the door behind us as Andrew entered.
His expression shifted to one of suspicion as he questioned, Isnt your mother supposed to come? Why did you close the door?
Feeling a wave of nerves, I quickly composed myself and explained, This study is a sanctuary for my mother. We always keep it secured, regardless of who is inside.
His face didnt reveal anything, and my anxiety eased.
Andrew settled onto the sofa. He seemed to let go of his earlier concern and instead inquired, When will she arrive? Why does she want to see me?
Let me check, I responded with a reassuring smile.
I pretended to send a message to my mother on my phone. After a brief pause, I said with slight remorse, Im sorry, my mother is detained by two guests. It might take another ten minutes.
Knowing my mothers responsibilities and her frequent busyness, Andrew appeared to accept this without doubt, as such delays were common during his visits.
I then prepared a cup of coffee, approached Andrew, and offered him the warm beverage.
After Andrew accepted the coffee, I sat beside him and engaged in casual conversation.
My true intention, though, was to discern whether he was affected by any drug that might have been mixed with the incense.