Yuffie smiled too and sipped her tea. "We're almost out of black tea at this manor. I think there's coffee, too. How much sugar would you like?"
"No sugar." Lilim clutched her stomach and sprawled inelegantly across the sofa.
Leticia scratched her cheek, looking a little confused. "Seven?"
"Sure." Yuffie got up to fetch the cups.
After Lilim finished laughing, she gazed at Leticia with a knowing smile. "Leticia, I bet you have a lot of questions."
"How did you feel just now? Were you jealous?"
"I'm not jealous. No, it's more that I don't know who I should be jealous of." Leticia felt as if her emotions had been stripped away. She was exasperated. "Miss Lilim, why are you asking?"
"Oh, Miss Leticia, your interest in pursuing him is so obvious. I've noticed it all along." Lilim swung her legs, clad in white stockings. Her feet were so perfect, and the glossy stockings, made from expensive silk, immediately caught Leticia's eye.
"What?" Leticia had noticed them, but she was even more shocked that Lilim knew.
"Hmph. No one can fail to realize when someone's pursuing them. Think about it—you have plenty of admirers yourself." Lilim got up from the sofa and took Leticia's hand. "You just don't know which one to be jealous of, right?"
"Lilim, this isn't right. What are you planning to do to Lynn?"
Lilim immediately took Leticia's hands, her expression earnest. "Miss Leticia, tell me: what happens when you get jealous?"
"You get angry, you fight, you resent each other, you feel unhappy, and you want the other person to admit they were wrong." Leticia answered honestly.
"Then let me ask you: are you jealous?"
"I am, but Lilim, isn't this a little too blunt?" The rather slow-witted Leticia finally caught on. Lilim was up