Chapter 225 Hanging Up

• Lukas' POV:
• The moment my father entered, my mother's face went pale. She shot to her feet, her hands trembling slightly as her eyes darted between him and me, her panic palpable. "N-Nothing," she stammered, almost tripping over her words. "We weren't talking about anything. Shouldn't you be at work? Why are you home so early?"
• I had been lounging lazily, but his gaze snapped me upright. My body stiffened, my hands folding automatically in front of me. My usual casual stance disappeared, replaced by one of uneasy respect.