"What the f*ck did you say?! Are you asking for trouble?!" Wallace furrowed his brows, ready to confront Stefan.
"Wallace..." Winifred grabbed hold of her own brother. "Before Father secluded himself, he reminded us not to stir up trouble."
Wallace's face turned beet red with embarrassment. However, he only shot a glare at Stefan before he left.
When Stefan saw Wallace and Winifred depart, a smirk played at the corners of his lips. His face was filled with disdain as he slowly made his way into the nearby tavern.
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