Leon sat at the table, casually biting into a thick piece of fried meat, juice dripping down his fingers. Boiled potatoes and beans lying in the same plate—it was a simple but satisfying meal.
Across the table, Elaine watched him with worry etched into her soft features, arms folded gently across her chest. Her brow was furrowed, not out of anger—but concern.
Selene, on the other hand, was clearly amused. Her lips curled into a subtle smirk as she watched Leon eat under the pressure.
"I already told you two, I was working and-"
Elaine leaned forward slightly, her voice a little angry, but firm. "Leo… it's not just about work. We were worried. You were out all night. What if something happened to you?"
"Making money is also important, right ?" Leon replied with a smile.
Elaine opened her mouth to reply, but Selene beat her to it—her voice playful and mocking.
"So…" she said, her eyes glinting, "were you out fucking someone all night ?"
