I'M STRONG, FATHER!

Emira and Dilara had to move a little away from Helena's table. They seemed to be having a discussion when Helena offered something.

"Are you sure?" Emira asked, then she turned back to Helena, who was still sitting in a relaxed manner.

"Isn't it time for us to find out as much information as possible? I'm sure father will be pleased," Dilara said with a sly smile.

"Ehh… Father again? All about him for right now!" Emira said in annoyance. She wanted not to imagine her father's terrifying face.

"Uhmm… well. Besides, I'm sick of seeing his arrogant attitude," Emira said, and again she turned to Helena, who turned out to be watching the two of them, and waved her hands.

"How? Have you guys made up your mind?" Helena exclaimed in a loud voice.

Not long ago, Dilara and Emira sat back in their respective chairs. Two faces staring cynically at Helena's attitude that looked very cheerful.