"Jordan, my wife and I will be taking off. Take your time with the coffee."
Daniel Marshal's voice was low and resonant, like the charming sounds of a cello that tugged at heartstrings. It gave one the urge to continue listening, yet it was also laced with a bone-chilling cold that could deter anyone.
A minute fluctuation flashed through Jordan's unplumbable dark eyes. He waved his hand, "Go ahead. I'll admire this beautiful scene a little longer."
Daniel's gaze was piercing, as if it could see through everything. He tightened his hold around Olivia Jenkins, not looking back as he left.
After they were out of Jordan's sight, Olivia pushed Daniel, her voice stern, "Put me down."
Daniel obeyed and let go of Olivia.
However, before Olivia could react, Daniel pushed her against a wall.
Olivia gritted her teeth, glaring furiously at Daniel, "Get lost!"
She tried to push him away again, but to no avail.
