The man's indifferent, deep voice was all too familiar to Isabella Harrison.
Thought about it for a long time?
Have the new dishes not lost their quality?
Clearly, these two were frequent visitors here before.
The woman stepped out of the room first, with a faint smile on her face.
In black jeans and a blue V-neck sweater, with a beige down jacket hanging over her arm, she looked ready to put it on.
As for the man following behind her, not only was his voice familiar to Isabella, but his figure was even more so.
The man walked beside the woman, dressed in a black suit, with a coat draped over his elbow, and in his other hand, he held a woman's handbag.
Once the woman finished putting on her clothes, he raised his hand and handed the handbag to her.
"Thank you," the woman said, taking the handbag and looking up with a smile at the man.
The man barely tugged at the corners of his mouth, and that usually indifferent face with a faint smile now looked blatantly striking.
