Miles Quinn didn't know about Cherie's "mission." He simply thought his older sister was afraid their father would get angry at the sight of her and take it out on Cherie. That's why she had kept him away for a few days, only daring to bring him back now that their father had calmed down.
"My sister is my uncle's happiness!" Cherie replied, his eyes sparkling and his voice bright.
Miles grew even more confused. "Who's your sister?"
"Clara Grant."
Miles froze, his gaze turning to Seth, full of questions. 'Clara Grant? My brother's happiness?'
'What's the connection between them?'
Meanwhile, Seth was staring right back at him, unblinking, as if trying to see right through him.
Miles found his brother's gaze strange, and a little cold. He even forgot why he had looked at him in the first place and subconsciously averted his eyes.
But to Seth, this unconscious movement looked a lot like evasion.
Seth's gaze grew colder. 'Could it be that Miles likes Clara Grant, too?'
