Lola rubbed her chin, seated on the sacred throne called the toilet, while Atlas showered.
"Just to make sure… you asked someone to do a DNA test for me and the twins? But the result was negative," she hummed, deep in thought. "But because you're always right, you're saying someone tampered with the test. And you suspect there's a mole in the Zorken family and in this Order you've been talking about."
Atlas listened while showering, but he didn't answer for two reasons: the water was running, and everything she said was basically what he had already said—except for the part about him always being right.
"You believe this because I'm the only woman you slept with…" she trailed off, thinking of the honorary title bestowed upon her by this divinity named Atlas. "And then, you also said this could be a six-year conspiracy."
