Bea asked a question, but Damian just held his wine glass and looked into the distance without replying.
Bea felt a bit anxious; after all, she promised Bella she would try her best to get her brother to go out.
With a quick turn of thought, Bea continued, "Bro, are you really going to stay here with those women? Just the mix of perfumes alone gives me a headache. Aren't you uncomfortable?"
Damian still said nothing, so Bea decided to provoke him, "Bro, are you trying to divert your attention so you won't think about Bella?"
"Where to?" Damian finally spoke.
YES!
Bea made a secret victory gesture and then said very nonchalantly, "Since the weather is nice today, why don't we go play golf?"
"Whatever you want." Damian didn't really care where they went.
"Okay, then leave it to me." Bea chuckled, "Bro, after lunch, let's sneak out, okay? Don't let Mom and Dad know, or we won't get away."
"Mom and Dad can't stop me if I want to leave." Damian said calmly.
