Salma Lula stared blankly, deep in thought, when suddenly her beautiful eyes widened in shock.
Abigail Hemsworth had returned, and Travis had disappeared!
Halted breath caught in her chest, she shook her head in frantic panic and left.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Travis, he shouldn't know the news of her return...
On the second floor of the banquet hall, a tall and upright silhouette stood silently by the window, his presence deep and stern. His bottomless gaze followed Abigail's slender figure until she got into a black sedan and drove away.
He threw the cigarette he'd been holding, half-burnt yet untouched, onto the ground, his dark eyes filled with profound depth, impenetrable with any discernible emotion.
Eventually, he turned and left, his handsome face as calm as water, but the half-smoked cigarette he had thrown on the ground was already crushed to dust...
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