“Fabian, are you forcing me to call the cops?” Madeline turned around and looked at him. “Do you want me to inform the police of your crimes of kidnapping my daughter and threatening her safety?”
As Madeline walked toward Fabian who had his back against her, her sharp eyes betrayed a look of remorse.
“Fabian, could it be that you want to walk the same path that your brother and sister had taken? Are you going to keep testing the limit that shouldn’t be tested?”
As Madeline’s voice fell, Fabian turned around abruptly.
He stared straight at Madeline, and at this moment, his eyes no longer showed the friendliness and gentleness from back then. Madeline caught sight of a flash of enmity, rage, and conflict in Fabian’s eyes.
Conflict. He was conflicted.
The look in Fabian’s eyes only calmed down seconds later.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly into a soft smiley.
“Since you have flown all the way here to find me, I couldn’t very well dismiss you, Mrs. Whitman.
There’s a decent cafe nearby, would you do me the honour of having a drink together?”
Fabian was Madeline’s most direct and only way in finding Lillian, so of course, Madeline agreed.
There were not a lot of people in the café during the work hours.
Fabian ordered a cup of black tea latte for Madeline.
“If I recall correctly, you like black tea, Mrs. Whitman.” Fabian addressed Madeline in an unfamiliar and distant manner.
Back then, he always had a frivolous smile and would Madeline’s name affectionately and intimately.
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