"Edgar!" Luke exclaimed as he abruptly stood up. "As if coming to my home and placing a gun on my table wasn't enough, you have threatened my sister. It is time that you leave. All of you."
"No," Edgar said, his gun still resting on the table. "I don't think we understand each other here."
Edgar could read Luke well.
Though Luke now learned that there was nothing more for him to gain from the mines, he would still eye what didn't belong to him.
Luke, Claire, Melanie and those around them would always think it was unfair that Alessandra had so much money in her hands.
"I understand you quite well, Edgar-"
"Duke," Edgar corrected Luke once more. "I have told you that we aren't so familiar with you to address me so informally. I shall always be Duke Edgar to you."
Luke gritted his teeth. "I think that you are the greedy one here. She married a man so wealthy that you can rival the king, yet there is still more for her to take. You are what you accuse me of being."
