After listening to him, Tara Summer lightly nodded, her heart pounding and her expression complex.
She waved her hand, and Owl Eagle understood her meaning, halting his steps and not following.
Tara continued to walk forward, her hands tightly clenched, continuously stirring her fingers, almost holding her breath as she entered the lounge.
Liam Yancey was inside the lounge talking on the phone, his expression slightly cold. Tara noticed this, so she didn't make a sound and quietly sat down on the chair next to him to calm her thoughts.
The table had already been set with coffee, red wine, milk, and lychees. Tara's eyes lit up. As her finger just touched a lychee, she lifted her head to look at the man across.
She did not eat, because each time Liam had arranged for lychees, she was usually by herself.
