Timothy looked up and stared at the door panel as if his gaze could pierce through it and see Samantha standing at the door.
Was she looking for him to borrow money?
His slender fingers, which were resting on the desk, started tapping unconsciously.
He had always loathed Samantha's unscrupulous desire for money and profit, but if she really did make her request on that occasion...
Timothy closed his eyes gently.
Perhaps even if it was not limited to that one time… Even if she asked for it countless times; even if she was not doing it against her will; even if her intention was to swindle him, as long as she willingly spoke up, he probably would not be able to refuse her.
…
Samantha had, in fact, walked up to the door of the study. She raised her hand several times to knock on the door, but then retracted her hands at the very last moment every single one of those times.
