~{LANZON'S POV}~
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"Are you sure you went to see her because she's doing pretty ok. Look at her, perfectly normal." Rhema heartily said as she gestured towards Ingrid.
To make things worse, Ingrid smiled brightly and waved meekly at me.
When I didn't say a word but simply stared, Rhema engaged her in a conversation.
"I heard you were ill, Lanz just told me some minutes ago. Did you follow him here?"
At my sister's question, I became alert as I paid attention to what Ingrid would say because that was a good question.
Did she follow me?
"I wouldn't say I did. I just happened to arrive at the right time," she smartly answered but I found it even more suspicious.
"Oh, I get it. Would you like to take anything?" Rhema warmly asked but Ingrid shook her head and looked at me stealthily before looking back at her.
As if reading a hidden message, Rhema clapped her hands in realization as she exclaimed in a loud voice, "Oh! I get it!"
What did she get?
