My Baby Daddy Isn't Human-Chapter 152: Game of Words

Axel's eyes darkened slightly as he gave her a warning look, but she merely chuckled. "Touchy, aren't we?" she mused.

Axel leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "You're asking for trouble, you know that?"

Thalia raised an eyebrow, tapping her finger on the table as if she were considering his words. "Oh, please. I'm just trying to keep you on your toes. You seem so serious when we're around other people."

"Other people?" Axel scoffed. "I don't remember signing up to be your personal entertainment."

She leaned in, her voice lowering to a mock serious tone. "I didn't realize it was entertainment you were after. I thought it was company."

"Is that what you call it?" Axel shot back. "Because last time I checked, company doesn't need to be so... annoying."

The room fell silent for a moment except for the quiet clinking of cutlery against porcelain. Then, after another bite of food, Thalia leaned back in her chair and added, "Maybe if you hadn't been late, those people wouldn't have had to lose their lives."

Axel's hand tightened around his fork, his knuckles going white. But he didn't lash out. Instead, he took a slow breath, his grip loosening slightly before he finally answered, "The moment they accepted the manager's offer, they had already lost their lives."

Thalia let out a soft hum. "Well, can't argue with that."

She set down her utensils, folding her hands under her chin as she studied her brother. "I just wonder, though," she continued, her tone laced with curiosity. "Why would the manager send those people after Elion Vaelorian specifically? Doesn't that seem... odd?"

Axel took a slow sip of his wine before answering, "Who knows what's on his mind? He's a little bit crazy anyway."

Thalia let out a laugh, light and amused. "Oh, is that so? Too bad I didn't have my voice recorder on. I could've blackmailed you with that statement."

Axel shot her a flat look, unimpressed. "You wouldn't dare."

She only grinned, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Wouldn't I?"

Axel shook his head, returning his attention to his meal. The tension between them might have seemed playful on the surface, but an undercurrent of something heavier remained. They both knew how dangerous their world was, and discussing it over dinner only served as a reminder of the blood on their hands.

After a moment, Thalia twirled her wine glass between her fingers. "By the way, did you know they didn't just attack Elion Vaelorian? There was a woman with him." She paused, tapping her chin in thought. "What was her name again? Celine? Irene?"

Axel's fork stilled against his plate for a fraction of a second before he resumed eating, but Thalia didn't miss it. Her eyes glimmered with intrigue as she watched him closely.

"Ah, right," she said smoothly. "Raelynn. That's her name, isn't it?"

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Axel remained silent, his expression unreadable. But the tightness in his jaw betrayed him, even if only slightly.

Thalia's lips curled in amusement as she leaned forward slightly, resting her elbow on the table. "You're awfully quiet all of a sudden."

Axel met her gaze, his expression calm, but there was a warning in his eyes. "Don't play games, Thalia."

Thalia held up her hands in mock surrender. "Oh, I wouldn't dream of it," she murmured, though her smirk suggested otherwise.

The air between them grew heavier, thick with unspoken thoughts and hidden implications. Thalia had always been perceptive, and Axel knew she wouldn't let this go so easily. But for now, she let the subject drop, finishing the last of her wine as she watched her brother with quiet amusement.

As the night stretched on, their conversation shifted to lighter topics, but the tension remained, lingering like an unspoken promise. And as Thalia observed Axel from across the table, her thoughts were clear.

She had found something interesting.

And she wasn't going to let it go.