Chapter 118: Who is Helena?
Evening.
Hallways, Theodore Mansion
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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"Let us go home" Conan’s cool voice carressed her ears.
Helena scrunched her features in annoyance, the warm feeling immediately dissipated.
"No, Sir Obnoxious, I have to stay with her" she announced, she felt she couldn’t leave Lydia at a time like this. It will make her feel horrible.
"Helena we need to talk" he said gravely as she stepped back out if his arms.
She nodded. They must all know she is a witch now and there’s no way around it but... "I know, but let me treat her first, please" she pleaded. She couldn’t stomach the thought of leaving Lydia here alone.
"We cannot stay here, Helena we need to leave the mansion" he said darkly.
She held his eyes, unable to see through, but she saw a tinge of uneasiness.