Chapter 32: Colleague (2)
Liam Moore appeared visibly displeased. Had he asked for some time to pack his belongings? We were negotiating with Lucita, but unfortunately, the auction was happening tonight, so there was no time. Consequently, Liam Moore and I found ourselves stuck on this train for several hours.
He seemed unaccustomed to such situations. Usually, it was he who was capricious, doing whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted, driven by his whims. Now, he had to move at someone else’s request. He was being dragged along, and I could only imagine how uncomfortable that made him feel.
Above all,
“Such auctions are fraught with danger,” Liam recited.
“I know.”
Then why? His expression seemed to ask. He appeared caught between wanting to argue further and being unable to accept the current situation. Although he had followed along, he knew my health wasn’t normal, which likely exacerbated his anxiety.
This happened sometimes. The most cold-hearted man in all of England would turn into a child when it came to matters concerning me. I chuckled quietly.
“We owe Lucita a favor.”
“…The Brothers of Turc,” Liam Moore muttered with a groan.