Twist your words

As Sylvia entered the living room, she found only Layla was present there. She didn't greet Layla and asked, "Where's Lucius?" Resting her handbag on the couch, she then settled on it.

"Lucius is sleeping," Layla said. "Would you like to have tea? Green or black tea perhaps?" she queried.

"No, thank you. I am not here to talk to you nor drink a tea with you," Sylvia remarked.

"I allowed you to be here because I wanted to see you. Lucius will not spare you a glance after what you always do to him," Layla asserted.

Sylvia furrowed her brows together. "Don't lecture me. You don't know anything about the relationship Lucius and I have," she said sternly.