The Fuller mansion.
Caroline Edwin sat on the sofa in the study.
Beside her was a desk, and Blake Fuller sat in front of it, made of fine rosewood, on which sat an ultra-thin laptop.
His fingers rested on the keyboard, tapping away without making any noisy sounds, thanks to the high-quality material of the keyboard.
"..."
Caroline leaned against the sofa, scrolling through Twitter Trends and the comments from the netizens in the comments section on her phone.
Seeing Edward Jones and his dinner guests collectively releasing a clarification statement, a curve formed at the corners of her mouth.
Her voice was clear, "Hmm, they are quite a loyal group of kids."
As she spoke, she handed the picture and the copy over to Blake, "Could you interview what the Master is feeling right now?"
Blake glanced at the Trend, his long, narrow phoenix eyes revealing no unusual expression, completely unperturbed.
