The moon was bright and beautiful tonight.
Although it was a hot July, the Quinn Family's villa was expansive, with water and trees, so the evenings were still fairly cool.
The car window was open, letting in a gentle breeze.
Miles Quinn gazed at the night outside the car window, a corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk. "I agree, all those names like plum, orchid, and bamboo are terrible. Especially my place, Maranthea. Can you imagine? A grown man like me living in a place called Maranthea. People would laugh their heads off if they found out.
The name Jenna chose, Serenis, is great. I think my villa should be renamed Miles's Villa. What do you think, Big Bro?"
As he spoke, Miles Quinn turned to ask Seth Quinn, who was at the wheel.
"It's all the same to me whatever it's called. It's just the name of a place to live."
Seth Quinn didn't look at him, his tone tinged with a lazy indifference.
