~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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"That is left for you to figure out, Deborah." He nonchalantly said and finally let go of my hand as he descended the stairs, leaving me alone.
"Just tell me!" I said out loud in frustration.
"Where's the fun in that?" He asked and glanced over his shoulder to look at me with an evil smirk.
I narrowed my eyes on him and smiled back because I loved a good challenge and he just offered me one.
As I was about to descend the staircase, someone stopped me.
"Deborah!"
I froze because it was a voice I have been waiting to hear.
Slowly I turned and saw him hurrying up to me with a frustrated look.
It was Lauren
By the time he got to me, he was breathing heavily, making me realize he had run all the way here.
Was this why my brother let go of my hand and walked ahead?
Did he sense Lauren coming to meet us?
"It is Lady Deborah and not Deborah," I calmly corrected him without showing any emotion or attachment.
