“No, we didn’t know anyone in common.” Hamilton furrowed his brows a little and corrected himself, “Actually, I happened to stumble upon a lady who was looking for… Uh… I don’t know if you know him or not. She was looking for your brother’s friend, and I gave her a ride to the capital.”
“My brother’s friend?” You mean Ev–”
Caspian suddenly choked on the tea that he was drinking and began to beat his chest while coughing violently.
“Caspian!” Anastasia immediately got up on her feet and ran to her husband’s aid. She gently stroked his back and lightly patted his head so that he would stop coughing.
“What happened? Are you okay?” she asked him after he finally stopped coughing.
Caspian gulped hard and gave a nod. “It’s nothing. I guess the tea went down the wrong pipe.”
Anastasia glanced at Tilla. She was still standing in one corner of the room without making a sound. “Tilla, will you hand me the kerchief?”
