Selwynn didn't know why, but he always felt as if Anson was insinuating something. He expressionlessly walked to the table and sat down,
"Black,"
Anson chuckled and pulled out the already prepared black coffee, "Sure enough."
He placed the coffee in front of Selwynn, who responded with a blank stare. He still drank the cup of coffee, the bitter aroma of coffee beans filling his lips and calming his mind.
The morning was surprisingly quiet, and they each did their own things.
Selwynn changed into a similar suit from the day before, a simple black suit and jacket, but what surprised him was that Anson was wearing the same outfit except he wore a white shirt.
When he walked past, he couldn't help but give him a second look. Anson raised an eyebrow, and Selwynn looked away.
When the car came to pick them up, it was already nine. There was an additional car filled with body guards this time to respond to any incident.
