Chapter 15

Daphne smacked her own face. How could that be? Lester was a colonel. Why would he get angry over the words of a mere civilian? She must have been overthinking it. After returning to the study, Lester couldn't concentrate on his documents. He kept thinking about how Daphne said she wanted to leave. Annoyed, he picked up his phone and made a call. "Oh? Why are you calling me, Colonel Lester? How unexpected," Henry said. "Cut the crap. I'm annoyed. Let's go drinking." "Ah. I guess it's time for me to play therapist again." "Are you coming or not?" "Of course I am." … In a luxurious room in the best bar in Hildi, two men in casual clothes sat across from each other and clinked glasses. The man across from Lester swirled his glass and downed it in one gulp. "You know, the way you acted at the time really made it seem like you had turned your back on me." Lester let out a cold snort. "Your acting's not too bad yourself, Major Henry. You were all high and mighty." Henry laughed at