Marine City, Longevity Hospital.
The director's office.
In the spotless office, a man in a white gown sat in the executive chair.
His clothing was impeccably buttoned up without a single one missing, revealing a sexy and appealing Adam's apple, and his whole body emanated an air of restrained desire.
Blake Fuller's hand held a cellphone, and upon seeing the webpage suddenly turn into a 404 page, his face did not show much shock or confusion.
He took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and placed them on the desk, then rubbed his sore eyes.
Then, his well-defined hands caressed the phone, and his narrow phoenix eyes gleamed with a faint warmth.
He spoke, "Carol, 'The flowers along the path can bloom; you can return at leisure'."
Soon, the little one would be back.
Thinking of this, his Adam's apple bobbed, and the warmth in his eyes deepened further.
"Click—"
The office door was pushed open.