Looking at Hannah Hargrave's unclothed body under the nightgown, Nicholas Croft sneered silently, his cold, handsome face showing no ripple, carrying the wine and glass as he headed to the sofa inside.
Nicholas Croft's villa wasn't very large; he had lived alone for many years, preferring smaller spaces. The "new room" prepared for Hannah Hargrave used to be Panda Eye's room.
Ever since Sophie Foster "disappeared," Panda Eyes stayed with him every night, initially he disliked its interference, but now he wanted it for companionship.
Nicholas Croft sat on the sofa, and Hannah Hargrave came over, sitting beside him, gently lifting her slender arm to hook onto his, intentionally brushing her chest against him, cooing, "Nicholas..."
Nicholas Croft suppressed his inner disgust, looked down and poured wine into both glasses, picking one up and motioning it to Hannah Hargrave.
Hannah Hargrave took it, her eyes fixed tightly on Nicholas Croft, "I want us to drink a ceremonial toast."
