Chapter 145: His Motive (1)
"It’s been a while, how are you?" Orson politely asked Madeline as she led him to the living room of her simple Manor, opening the curtains and brightening the room with the vibrant sunlight that seeped in from outside.
"I’ve been doing pretty well, but even better now that you’re here. Please..."
She gestured for him to have his seat, and Orson comfortably sat on the plush couch, making himself feel more at home before Madeline proceeded to ask. "What would you like me to offer? If you want I can cook up something real quick, I’m sorry I don’t have anything saved for now, if I knew you were coming I would have gotten arrangements made sooner for your visit."
"You are too kind, and I would feel bad if I make the Lady stress herself." Orson shook his head, feeling touched by her hospitality. "You don’t have to worry about any of that, I’m actually here to see that husband of yours, it’s unfortunate how he treats me differently when I visit. Ahh... speak of the devil." He sighed, earning a soft laugh from Madeline as she turned to see Cassian come down from the stairs with one hand habitually stuck in his trouser pocket.
"You are a heartless man." Orson began jokingly as he approached them, "you never asked of me or chose to visit since you’ve got a house of your own now, how low has our friendship become that you’ve chosen to abandon me?"
"Do I owe you that much loyalty?"
"Try to atone for your sins by getting me a glass of something sweet."
"Wait, hold on," his right brow curved up, "I hope you didn’t make my wife do any of that errand nonsense you’re saying?"
He exchanged glances between Madeline and Orson, and Madeline shook her head. "I insisted on serving him, but he refused."