"What do you have in mind for your next move, Dorian?"
They were seated on the terrace, enjoying the tranquil beauty of the sunrise along with some mouthwatering breakfast, when Oliver posed the question.
Morgan took a thoughtful sip of his coffee, his gaze fixed on the emerging hues of the sunrise. He exhaled slowly, a hint of contemplation in his expression.
"Well, Oliver, I've been giving it some serious thought. My focus should remain on gathering more information about Melody and our baby. Business dealings with the Montegueauxs can wait. There are just too many unknowns in my pursuit at the moment."
