Delphine was struck dumb by the shocking news, murmuring, "Aren't you afraid I'll tell Leah?"
Griffith Squire scoffed, his peach blossom-shaped eyes glimmering with mischief, lounging lazily as he said, "If you do, then Leah's entire mess will land on your shoulders. Sometimes, when secrets are bottled up for too long, they really can cause internal damage. Little Delphine, now we share a secret of our own."
Delphine took a deep breath, wishing she could slap him straight into the wall.
When it came to cunning, he truly was a master. Not knowing the full picture, she naturally didn't dare rashly tell Leah about these matters.
"Keeping this hidden like this won't solve anything, and besides, with Leah looking the way she does, and the two of you being anything but obscure figures, this is bound to come out sooner or later."
