"Not bad..." Fiona Schmidt was easily satisfied.
On one hand, it was related to her personality, and on the other hand, it was tied to her upbringing.
Growing up in a wealthy family, she had seen it all, so she wasn't greedy.
"But I haven't thought about it yet. When I come up with something, I'll let you know..." She smiled, tugging at her slightly disheveled clothes. It was almost midnight, and the cold made her instinctively shrink her neck.
"Okay." Norton Abyss answered straightforwardly, noticing her small gesture, and added a few words, "Starting tomorrow night, I'll come find you. Now... go back."
The man stepped aside, motioning for her to leave.
Only then did Fiona glance at him. The man's handsome face was fully exposed under the light, chiseled and profound, almost unbelievably perfect.
"Uh..." Realizing she was lost in thought again, Fiona shook her head and walked quickly away.
