On the other side, at John's villa, a stern-looking man with long legs crossed, sat alone on the middle of a couch in a spacious study room. He gazed at the empty space on the sofa, lost in thought. That was the place where Little Girl had slept today, and her scent seemed to linger there. John's gaze paused, and he extended his slender fingers, picking up a long strand of hair on the sofa. His eyes softened instantly, and he greedily smelled the hair wrapped around his fingers.
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted him, and Ethan rushed in. "Boss, there's news from Ms. Thompson's side. She said..."
Ethan's eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. His boss, who was sitting elegantly on the large sofa, wore a black shirt that perfectly accentuated his impressive physique and p
