At this point, any further complaints would be useless.
Digging for more answers would also prove futile.
Olivia Jenkins had no interest in reliving everything that had happened last night.
With a cold face and not a word spoken, Olivia shook off Daniel Marshall, preparing to get out of bed.
In an instant, Daniel pulled her back forcefully, and Oliva fell back onto him. He held her tightly.
Daniel pulled back the curtains, providing a perfect view of the sunrise over the sea.
The horizon was painted red by the morning glow, an orange hue demonstrating intense vitality as it gradually broke through the horizon, rising slowly...
Olivia sat quietly in Daniel's arms, letting him hold her, witnessing the sun rise from the sea's horizon, turning from orange to gold, radiating a soft light.
This was probably like hope, just like Jenkins Group. It was like a rising new star, with infinite possibilities and opportunities.
