The Quirkes' residence.
In his study, Matteo Quirke was working, facing his laptop, his fingers drumming rapidly on the keyboard.
Having returned home for quite some time now, he would sometimes go to the office to help his father with some work. Other times, he would manage trivial matters from the United States at home.
As for him and Aurora Dupont, there was a saying that best described their relationship—
Meeting in person is not as pleasant as recalling the memories.
He wanted to be her lover, but she only wanted to be his friend. Such an emotional gap was insurmountable.
As usual, he was working when someone suddenly knocked on the door of his study.
"Can I..."
Before he could even say "Come in", the door of the study was already open.
Matteo Quirke looked up, frowning, "Mom."
Mother Quirke walked in, visibly in a rush but with a smile on her face, "Matteo, I just came across some news, and I feel the need to relay it to you."
"What is it?"
