“I… I’m sorry, Luke. I didn’t think, I mean, I didn’t know you had mysophobia.”

Regina forced a stiff smile as she scrambled to save face, biting her lower lip hard in frustration. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment, but her act didn’t crack.

Dexie couldn’t help but be mildly impressed.

As expected of Susan’s daughter, she thought with a hint of sarcasm. Able to swallow pride like that… If she keeps this up for a few more years, maybe she’ll turn out just as shamelessly ...