207 Your Child

"Where's your grandfather?" Lina asked when she took a seat while ignoring  Atlantis who had stood up and had attempted to greet her. He should've expected as much from Lina. She had set boundaries. They were childhood friends, but all of a sudden, he was so formal with her.

Lina missed the boy who only knew how to make jokes and beat people up. Now, he was plain. Boring. He was like every other businessman. Or maybe, he had grown up, and she was still a child.

"Speaking to your Uncle," Atlantis told her.

"Then, we'll wait," Lina decided.

Lina leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms, and looked out the window. Estella was seated far down the table, where secretaries were usually meant to be stationed. Lina didn't like this kind of hierarchy. 

Lina was well aware of how beautiful her ring was. The sunlight beamed right at them, painting the room a vivid red hue. The diamond was so large, it nearly blinded Atlantis.