Daisy Grant smiled softly, "Second brother is always the best to me."
Dawn Sutherland smiled gently, his mind going over his thoughts, asking nonchalantly, "When you were sick, did Aidan come by?"
Daisy's fingertips froze for a moment, but when her eyes met Dawn's, she smiled lightly and said, "Aidan didn't know I was sick."
Dawn glanced at Daisy, probing as he spoke, "Daisy, did you and Aidan get along well abroad? Is he good to you?"
Daisy's body stiffened for an instant, her eyes briefly lowered, but she quickly regained her composure and smiled faintly at Dawn, "Very well, Aidan is---pretty good to me."
Dawn kept watching Daisy, none of her emotional changes escaped his notice. His expression became more serious, and his tone was somewhat cold, "Daisy, have I ever told you that when you lie to me, you habitually look down first before daring to look at me?"
"Second brother----" Daisy looked at Dawn and pressed her lips together.
