William Shaw felt the footsteps behind him, so he stopped his somewhat crazy actions and stood up straight.
It was rare for him to lose control like this.
Now that someone was coming, he of course had to put on an expression befitting his status.
Turning around, he saw that the visitor was a woman.
The woman had a superior appearance and figure, with long black hair, and the slightly curled ends carried a hint of laziness.
She wore a black and white polka-dot trench coat with a pair of red high heels underneath, resembling a lady from a fashion magazine.
She must be very young, looking like she had just come of age.
However, for some reason, William Shaw felt that she carried the air of maturity and slightly toxic heart.
He didn't know where this idea came from, but it was his intuition.
On this floor, there was only Molly's suite, so the woman was likely here to see someone.
"Hello," before William Shaw could speak, she took the initiative to greet him.
