"Do you have a screw loose in your head?" Silas Cheney extinguished his cigarette and turned away to argue with him, "Ian doesn't have any interest in Thea."
"It doesn't matter, as long as she likes him."
"Why do you think Thea likes Ian?"
"I'm just observing her attitude. At least, she seems more at ease around Ian."
Silas: "..."
"Aaron is your own brother."
"What's the necessary connection between the two?" Sean Bell adjusted his glasses, "I'm considering her personal feelings. As for my brother... what does that have to do with me?"
Silas frowned, "Do you really think nobody knows about your little schemes?"
A glint flashed in Sean's eyes beneath his lenses, "Sorry, whether you know or not doesn't matter to me."
"Let's each take our own side and not interfere with each other."
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When Thea Lynch got back into the car, the smell of smoke inside had already dissipated.
