"Let her sleep, don't wake her up." Trenton Smith spoke indifferently, lowering his gaze to glance at the Norris Moore beside him. He said to her, "Shall we go upstairs and have a talk?"
Norris Moore lifted her eyes and caught a glimpse of the man's gentle and captivating faint smile. Then she withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and replied softly, "Alright."
Although she didn't really understand what they had left to talk about.
Supposedly, he had let her stay with Amelia Miller for three days to rest, but while she was there, she hadn't managed to think through anything. On the contrary, she was infuriated daily by Norton Foster's disdainful looks.
Being back at Trenton Smith's side, she instead felt a strange sense of discomfort.
It might be unfamiliarity.
