Lyra's POV

“Yes! Really? You clearly said you don't want me anymore but Mr Cromwell. Why the fuck are pretending now? Because it's clear you're in trouble huh?”

“Hey! Shut the hell up! We're not here to watch both of you argue! Alright?!” Gary yelled at them.

He took some steps towards him. “I have just a simple question and I need a straightforward answer. Don't waste my time before I lose it completely!” His voice carried an undeniable authority that I can't even explain.

Instantly, Doctor Samuel nodded, but he was as tense as Fredina. Their eyes couldn't leave each other.

He leaned against the couch and he gave...