"Nope. He's been busy dealing with a contract with his client lately, and it sounded urgent. He has been sleeping at his office these few days. It's just me alone at home, and honestly, it's quite lonely. I prefer to stay here with you guys and have fun."
Staying in a big house all alone, one could only hear their own echoes. All that accompanied them was their own loneliness.
Around half-past 10, Summer and Sherman had pulled Grace back from the dance floor. They scolded, "That's enough. You've danced enough!"
Grace had felt better after venting all her rage. The trio had gone their separate ways after leaving the club.
Charlotte had been whining about wanting to eat cookies, so Summer decided to get some before returning home. Coincidentally, a bakery was just next to the club.
She got some cookies and also some pastries Charlotte liked. As she walked forward, she saw Ronald and Yvette at a cross-junction.
It had seemed that they had just returned from Norwood. Ronald was pulling two suitcases along with him. A black Bentley had pulled over, and Yvette
got in.
Ronald hadn't, but he was telling Yvette something. Later, the black Bentley drove away.
Right after, a slender figure walked towards Ronald. Summer could tell it was a woman just by judging from her figure.
The woman felt graceful, looked thin, and had a voluptuous figure with her perky bust and bottom, but she had a cap on and even wore a mask. Summer couldn't see her features clearly.
They had interacted politely with one another and had kept a distance. Since Summer was far away, she couldn't pick up on what they had said.
She lowered her head and noticed it was almost 11 p.m. She retracted her gaze and quickly hailed a cab. Without giving too much of a thought of what she saw, she left.
"What time is your flight?" Ronald asked as he faced the woman before him.
"12 a.m. We don't have much time," she said, lifting her wrist to check her watch.
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