Lukas furrowed his brows, turning slowly to where Gustav sat. The latter was seated behind the desk, working on some papers as usual.
Gustav drew a deep breath as he lifted his gaze to him. "Up to you whether you're with me or not, but it's better to hold on to her before anyone else can."
Lukas scoffed. "You are out of your mind."
"What she said to you and me is true, though." Gustav leaned back. "The high chamber has a choice, and if they could manipulate someone like her, they'd choose an option that saves them from spilling blood."
"No," Lukas shook his head. "Gustav, I don't care what you're telling yourself, and I don't care if I have a target on my back. But me? Lowering my head to that woman? Why?"
He snickered. "I'm not lowering my head to any of the Di Carpios, nor am I going to lower my head to someone who got her position that easily. Gustav, I don't know what's gotten into you or why you got swayed by a few words, but that woman is not qualified."
