“The plan will go on as usual for Young Master Zimmer and Willow.
“The ninth is around the corner. After Quill Zimmer confesses his love for Willow, if Sean Lennon is smart, he would leave on his own accord.”
Alas, Old Madam Quinn weighed the pros and cons of both men and leaned towards Quill Zimmer’s side.
…
In Willow’s house.
“Mr. Lennon, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, I didn’t think…”
Homer Larson came straight to Willow’s house right after he left from Old Madam Quinn’s.
The point was not that he had done wrong.
Instead, it was whether he was willing to repent after he had done wrong.
Homer Larson was sure that he wanted Sean to know where he stood.
“It’s fine. Quill Zimmer wants to put on a show, just let him be.
“I knew about all these things.”
Sean waved his hand slightly, his tone was nonchalant.
“Mr. Lennon, y-you knew?
“If you knew, why didn’t you tell me, so I could clarify things sooner?”
Homer was stunned as he asked in confusion.
“No need for that.”
Sean opened the washing machine lid and loaded the clothes in there into the dryer, then he pressed the button to turn it on gently.
“It’s just merely Quill Zimmer. There’s no need for me to bother about him.
“Who cares about the little antics he’s up to?”
Sean really did not care one bit about Quill Zimmer.
The enemies he had faced were all eloquent, well-spoken, witty, and of great caliber.
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