Back in the car, Tiana Williams had planned to head straight to Zephyria, but before she could start the car, the mobile phone in the passenger seat suddenly lit up.
The light from the screen was particularly glaring in the dark space, hard to ignore!
Tiana glanced at it casually and saw that it was a message from the Great Demon.
She furrowed her brows and opened it to read.
Great Demon: Come back to Coburn immediately
Landon Brooke always did this, habitually giving orders in such a manner, and Tiana was actually a bit annoyed!
Especially at this late hour, he often launched these surprise summons!
What if she had already washed up and gone to bed?
However, she had no choice at the moment. When he commanded, she had to return, unless she wanted Tom Rosenthal to arrive with a group to 'politely' escort her there.
...
By the time the car entered Coburn Courtyard, it was already eleven o'clock at night.
The lights in the front yard were still serene and tranquil, and not far away, the light show continued to twinkle, shrouding the entire Coburn Villa in an aura of mystery and peace...
"Miss Williams, the Young Master is waiting for you in the study,"
Tom Rosenthal greeted her with great respect.
"Is there something important?"
He had called her over in the middle of the night without the slightest concern for whether she was busy, or even had the time.
"You should go up and see for yourself,"
said Tom Rosenthal.
Tiana could only make her way upstairs.
She went straight in after swiping her identity card at the study door and walked inside.
Soon, she saw the man sitting behind an opulent, expansive desk—
Dressed in a loose, simple black casual outfit, his deep eyes were sharp and focused. One of his slender, pale hands flipped through a document, while several others were already piled up beside him. A cool breeze snuck in from the balcony, and with the other hand, he covered his mouth with a pristine handkerchief to cough lightly. Even so, his commanding presence was not diminished one bit...
The slightly desolate air faintly carried a chilly fragrance, inexplicably instilling a sense of calm.
Tiana hesitated for a moment before taking a shallow breath and walking over...
First, she closed the balcony door a bit, poured a cup of hot water, and walked toward him.
Landon looked up with his dark eyes at her as she came close, his gaze calm and tranquil. He reached out to take the water she offered and took a simple sip.
"Why did you summon me in the middle of the night? What's the matter?"
Tiana asked directly.
Landon set down the cup, his deep eyes cold and silent as he watched her, that look so oppressive that Tiana felt an inexplicable sense of disquiet and subconsciously furrowed her brows.
After a while, the coldness in the man's eyes subsided a bit, and his low, husky voice broke the silence, "Did you go to Orange Night?"
Tiana instantly frowned, wondering how the news had reached him.
"There was a bit of trouble, so I went to check it out."
"Where are you hurt?"
Landon Brooke asked indifferently, but his deep gaze lingered on the side of her right palm...
Tiana Williams didn't notice and replied directly, "No, you've just recovered, and you shouldn't overexert yourself..."
Before she could finish speaking, she felt an icy sensation at her right wrist and instinctively looked down...
The Great Demon's pale and slender fingers were pinching her wrist, gently lifting it to examine the band-aid on the base of her thumb.
The edges of the band-aid were slightly seeped with some blood, but it had already dried.
It happened when she was gripping and smashing the bottle too forcefully, causing the broken glass shards to scratch her.
"It's just a scratch; I've taken care of it. What do you need me to do?"
Tiana Williams was always very direct. The two had known each other for years and had worked together on occasion, sometimes requiring her to act as his temporary secretary!
The Great Demon was always domineering in his actions, and even if Tiana had many reluctances, she couldn't necessarily refuse. Over the years, the two of them had continued their relationship in this cold and indifferent manner.
In previous years, when he was abroad more often, she could relax a bit. Now that he had returned, she...
Landon Brooke's gaze darkened slightly, and a dim and unclear chill flashed through his eyes. His pale and slender fingers picked up a document lying nearby and handed it to her, "Translate this document for me."
Speaking with an official tone, Tiana Williams immediately perked up, took the document, and opened it to see—
It was a document entirely in German.
And it was a complex, encrypted document.
Tiana Williams was proficient in multiple international languages and scripts. People in their academic field often needed to consult a vast amount of domestic and international literature, so proficiency in these languages was essential. Consequently, she had almost become Landon Brooke's half-personal secretary.
She often had to translate these encrypted documents for him.
"This much? Can't it wait until tomorrow? The day after tomorrow, for you?"
Tiana Williams flipped through it and even her usually cold and stunning face seemed slightly heavy with concern—the workload was no small matter, and she was a bit sleepy now...
"It's needed for an early meeting tomorrow."
Landon Brooke replied indifferently.
Tiana Williams nodded, said nothing further, took the document, and alongside she grabbed the laptop from nearby and walked over to the coffee table.
Soon, the study was filled with the sound of fast fingertip tapping on the keyboard, occasionally accompanied by the sound of flipping document pages.
The servants brought up some late-night snacks, and Tiana Williams was not shy—she ate while continuing her work, invigorated...
The study was tranquil. Landon Brooke looked up, his profound gaze quickly settling on her. Her usually cold and aloof visage seemed to lose some of its chill and distance at that moment, instead gaining a bit of tranquility.
Tiana Williams was very focused on her work. She had always been able to immerse herself fully in whatever she did, and her efficiency was remarkably high.
Time passed without notice, and when Landon Brooke finished reviewing the last document in his hand and looked up, the woman had already dozed off on the coffee table...
The night breeze was slightly cool. Landon Brooke stood up, walked over, and moved his jacket from his shoulder onto hers.
She slept peacefully, her exquisite face like a flickering light in the dark, her scattered hair falling irregularly, slightly billowing in the night breeze. Her long eyelashes casted shadows, making it evident that the dark circles under her eyes had turned slightly blue from exhaustion. She truly seemed worn out these days.
The document beside her was closed, and the laptop screen displayed the translated document.
She had not only completed the translation but also summarized and analyzed it, marking the important data on the side, and had even made visual tables for further clarification.
This insistence on detail was typical of her, rigorously ensuring the accuracy of every piece of data.
She was indeed a very meticulous person, striving for perfection in everything she did. She delivered such high-quality work that he never had to give her extra instructions. Therefore, with her, there were never any mistakes.