After Finn Taylor ended the call, Clarine Landon's mind wandered back to that violinist once again.
She was deep in contemplation.
In the end, she gritted her teeth and sent him a message. It contained a single word: Ok.
Time flew by, and the 20th was finally here.
The moment Yvette Larson arrived at the office, Quince Larson and Eleanor Larson once again walked into her office on purpose.
"Oh, the birthday girl is at work today. I thought you would go to the peak of Pacific Heights."
"Eleanor, do you think that any random Tom, Dick, or Harry can go to the peak of Pacific Heights? She shouldn't even dream of doing that in this lifetime."
"You can't be too sure about that. Didn't someone rent the whole peak of Pacific Heights to celebrate his wife's birthday today? I think Finn Taylor isn't bad. I'm sure he's the one who rented the peak."
"Right, right; I think so too. Hahaha."
"Hahaha…"
