The second he spotted me, he practically hid behind her like a kid caught doing something he shouldn't.
"H-Hey, dude, w-what are you doing here?" he stammered, trying way too hard to play it cool. "Uh, Ophelia... She just bumped into me. It's not what you think."
But his lame excuses only made things clearer.
Meanwhile, Ophelia didn't even try to smile. The moment she saw me, her face turned stone cold.
"Seriously? You're not following me now, are you?" she said disappointingly. She then insisted, "How many times do I have to say it? Edmund's like a little brother to me. Stop being paranoid!"
I shot them both a cold glance.
Just then, my phone buzzed with a text, informing me that the report had been prepared.
Without a word, I locked the screen and turned towards the office.
Seeing that I was ignoring her, Ophelia frowned slightly and quickly stepped forward, grabbing my sleeve.
"He was in a car accident yesterday. I was just here taking care of him," she explained.
I turned to face Edmund, sizing him up.