As night fell over T City, even its iconic buildings lost their lights, leaving only a few scattered lights flickering in and out.
These sparks mirrored Howard Geoffrey's current state of mind—so desolate and lonely.
A night without her was destined to be sleepless...
He took a sip of the liquor, letting its icy temperature flood down his throat, bringing a burning sensation.
Suddenly, he violently threw the wine glass away.
The glass hit something hard and shattered instantly; the sound was extraordinarily sharp in the quiet night.
She was his woman, for all his life, she couldn't dream of leaving him!!
With this thought, Howard Geoffrey took out his phone and dialed a number.
A respectful voice from the villa's night shift servant answered. "Mr. Geoffrey."
"Is Christine Quinn with Miss Quentin tonight?"
The servant replied, "Miss Quinn visited Miss Quentin for a while but left after receiving a call."
