[15] b

"Uncle... aren't you eating?" Fathia asked softly. She was now sitting in Sebastian's office, a place she had only visited once before. It still held memories of her father's workspace. Even now, nothing had been changed by Sebastian. Fathia had visited this room once before for a dinner date with Felice.

Her sister's desk used to be at the end of another corridor. Earlier, she caught a glimpse of the place where Felice used to be busy with his laptop. Now, someone else occupied that desk. Fathia suddenly remembered and missed her brother even more.

"Here, have a bite."

Fathia choked. She quickly grabbed the glass of lemon tea, drinking it as if she had been stranded in the desert without water for two days. She wiped her lips roughly, and the back of her hand got wet from the drink.

"Quickly."

"Sebastian! Be serious!"

Sebastian looked up. He had been rereading the materials that Vino had prepared. The meeting would start in half an hour. Vi