Earlier, she was lost in thought and forgot to bring clothes when she showered.
Thinking that Keane was still working in the study and wouldn't come in soon, she walked out of the bathroom with just a bathrobe without any burden.
However.
She clutched her bathrobe all the way to the wardrobe and just as she grasped the handle, the sound of the door opening suddenly echoed.
She was so startled that her whole body trembled, her heartstrings tightening.
Upon seeing the figure of the man appearing before her, she instantly heard the sound of those strings snapping.
Claire Prescott instinctively tightened her grip on the bathrobe.
Her long hair hung loosely, just barely covering her exposed, pristine white shoulders. Yet, under those eyes, she felt as if she were wearing nothing.
As he approached, her heart uncontrollably tensed, but she still pretended to face him calmly: "Are you done with work?"
The man stood right in front of her, barely two fists apart.
