It's not that he didn't like what happened. In fact, he was actually glad that the Grimaldis had now found out about him and Reas. At least that's out of the way now. He no longer had to worry about whether they would find out the truth or not.
But now another problem arose. If he wanted to help his mother reunite with the Grimaldis, he needed Wulfric's help. That was, if he wanted to ensure that the Lancasters wouldn't get a hint of what was happening. And that's where the problem lay.
To facilitate all that, both the Grimaldis and his parents needed to be made aware of his relationship with Wulfric. As long as he hadn't informed them about it, this plan wouldn't proceed. He just didn't know how he would go about doing that.
He could handle the reaction of the Grimaldis. No matter how much they hated it, they probably wouldn't show their dissatisfaction to him. After all, they were still trying to be really careful around him and Reas. There was no way they would say or do anything that could potentially make him and his brother dislike them.
But the same couldn't be said for his parents. And that's what really worried him. Just imagining their reaction was already sending shivers down his spine, like some kind of instinctive fear.
He wasn't afraid for himself because, at most, he would receive a harsh scolding. He was actually afraid for Wulfric. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that his father might buy a Mecha and fly directly to Alluna to beat the crap out of Wulfric. And then there was his mother; she might ask Uncle Leigh for some undetectable poison and join his father in the plan to take down Wulfric.
Astrid let out a long sigh and just stared at the ceiling of his room.
He suddenly remembered Reas, who had left earlier. His brother had carefully picked out his clothes and even styled his hair. Without asking, Astrid knew immediately why Reas was dressing up like that—it was obvious he had an appointment with Lauren.
It's not that he didn't have his own money. Besides the allowance given to him by his parents every month, he also had some savings from winning matches at the Mecha Hall. But getting a place of his own when he spent most days of the week in the military academy's dormitory just wasn't practical.
"Excuse me, but can I ask you a question?"
A voice from the front interrupted his thoughts. It was only then that Reas remembered that he wasn't alone in the car. Lauren's agent - Christopher Taylor - was there. The other was the one who picked him up.
"Of course," he said, not really minding it.
Chris looked at the young man's reflection on the rearview mirror. He still couldn't believe when Lauren suddenly asked him to pick up Reas and bring him to his villa, saying that he was the only one he could trust with this request.
At first, he thought it was just a joke, but when Lauren continued talking in such a serious tone, he began to worry that maybe it wasn't. And now that he's in the same car with Reas, he had no choice but to finally believe that this was all real.
He started to scold Lauren internally. What was that brat up to now? What kind of trouble was he brewing? And did it really have to involve Astrid's brother? Wait, when did the two even get close?
Chris closed his eyes tightly before turning to the young man and narrowing his gaze. "Are you and Lauren involved... romantically?"