Leonard's POV:
Alina nodded obediently as usual.
But then Owed disagreed. "So what if she acts like Sylvia? The girl is quite lovely."
I glared at Owen, hoping to wipe the smile off his face. "No, she's not. She makes me restless just looking at her. Imaging Warren acting like Harry." Owen rolled his eyes and shut up.
The nerve of this old man! He would always wear a straight face in public, but he was very different in private. He liked to instigate trouble and watch from afar.
I turned to Alina, who was still standing quietly aside. "What brings you here today?"
"Warren just regained consciousness. I came here hoping to take care of him," Alina said softly, making her sound just fragile.
Owen smiled in relief when he heard what Alina said. He tried not to make his smile too obvious, but I could still see the mischievous glint in his eyes.
I gave him a sharp look, which made the smile on his face disappear immediately.
"Are you and Uncle Owen here for Warren as well, Father?" Alina asked with curiosity.
Just when I was about to say yes, Owen interrupted.
"No, no. Your father and I were just passing by."
Alina furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Why? Where are you heading?"
Owen clasped his hands behind his back and lied. "We came to the city center to survey how the werewolves of the imperial capital city live."
I couldn't help but rub my forehead. Did he seriously think he sounded convincing? This man was already familiar with every corner of the imperial capital city. What was a survey going to add to that?
But I knew what Owen was trying to do. He had always thought that Alina and Warren could make a good match.
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