Anna sat in a chair in the villa's garden with a stupefied look on her face as she looked at the two grown men bickering with each other.
"Shut up." White's voice cut through the air.
"You shut up." Blake followed.
"Heh… What do you mean, Miss Anieal can't leave?" White said as he looked at Blake with narrowed eyes.
"Lord Damien is not here. How can we decide if Miss Anieal can leave or not?" Blake replied with an annoyed tone.
"Miss Anieal can make those decisions herself," White said as he turned to look at Anna, who only furrowed her brows at White's words.
"Still… we need to ask Lord Damien," Blake concluded as he looked at Anna.
Blake bowed and continued.
"Please, Miss Anieal, take no offence, but I only have your good in my mind," Blake said with a determined voice.
White, too, turned silent on that.
"I know… Blake." Anna said as she stood up from the chair and walked towards the two brothers.
