Bryce's phone which was lying on the couch beside him, let out a beeping sound at that moment, disrupting their discussion.

He picked it up and checked what it was. It was a text message. His gaze skimmed over it swiftly and as he did so, there was a change in his expression. But, it was soon masked by his usual indifference and calmness.

‘’I’ll read this after we are done.’’ Bryce put off his phone and dropped it on his desk. Then, he clasped his palms on the table.

‘’I don’t get to see my loving sister every day, you know.’’ He added, causing her to giggle.

‘’I’ll be...