In the Flower Room, Charlotte Green remained stunned, staring at the cell phone in her hand that had already disconnected the call, oblivious to the fact that the door of the Flower Room had been pushed open from the outside, and someone had joined her in this warm sanctuary.
On the phone, the man's voice didn't sound angry, and his words seemed concerned; Abigail should be fine.
Her mind at ease, she put down the cellphone and took out the tie clip that she had never managed to give to him.
Since the day she bought it, she had always carried it with her, intending to give it to him on this very day. Who knew if there would still be a chance?
If she did what Abigail had taught her, would he really not be angry anymore?
But Abigail didn't know that she and Kevin Cliff weren't an ordinary couple; there was not a shred of emotional ties between them, and being coquettish, well, that probably only worked between lovers.
Crash—
