Confirming the Ridiculous Thought
There was a silence between Lear and Max.
And it continued for a minute before finally being broken.
«Lear: Are you sure its not her? It entirely sounds like her to do something like that?»
«Well, she doesn't exactly resemble her. Maybe in her younger days she should be similar to this girl in appearance..»
«Lear: Damn it! That makes me even more tensed! That can be easily done by disguise..»
«Don't joke, it sounds ridiculous for the Lady of the House to run away..»
«Lear: Idiot! I am her son, if I can do it, she can too and probably even more skillfully then me..»
«Lear: I am sending you my father's contact number. Just hurry up and contact him. I need you to confirm if my mom is at home or not..»
Max really felt this was getting ridiculous now.
"Hey, are you going to take the whole day to reply?" Lesia asked looking at Max who seemingly had gone asleep and it was actually hard to tell whether he was awake or asleep with blindfold on.