While Augustus was cleaning the cake on his face with the tissue papers, he sensed someone's presence behind him. He smirked knowingly and threw the tissues at the dustbin while turning.
"What are you doing with Ivan?" as blunt as it can sound, she asked.
"Moon! How are you? I almost forgot about your ultimate existence in my mansion!"
Moon glared at him while trying to keep her calm. "What's in your mind? Because I don't trust your intentions for Ivan!"
Augustus wiped his fingers delicately and huffed at her words. "Look who's talking about intentions!"
"Augustus! Nothing is hidden. I can see the way you look at him as if you want him to tame your hunger. Isn't it the same as you are thinking?"
"Ahh! So many calculations are happening compared to your favored self!"
He was about to go ahead when she held his arm.