TEA PARTY (III)

SEEING that expression, Astrid couldn't help but be nervous for no reason. He couldn't help but feel that something had gone wrong at this very moment. He clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to calm himself down. Telling himself that he was thinking too much.

Logically, how could one think after seeing someone eat a cupcake the same way as their daughter that that person was related to the said daughter? Wasn't that just too much of a leap? Even great detectives wouldn't simply jump to conclusions like that.

If he continued to worry like this, the other might notice that something was wrong. And then, that jump to conclusion might not seem to be impossible anymore. That's why he had to act as normally as he could.

So, to appear less suspicious, he picked up another cupcake and eat it the same way again. Nicol quickly copied him.

The duke, looking at them like that, gazed down. Hiding the expression on his face.