Passing on Information

The light reflected in his jet-black eyes, sparkling like countless stars. Even with just a quick glance, it was enough to captivate and make it hard to break free. In the quiet private room, an ambiguous atmosphere emanated from the two figures, spreading to every corner.

Just as Cynthia was lost in her thoughts, the man's lips landed on hers. The quiet room was filled with their entwined breaths, lingering in every nook.

The intimate ambiance was abruptly interrupted by Cynthia's ringing phone. It was a call from Old Mr. Quinn.

Cynthia's brows twitched as she quickly answered the call, obediently saying, "Grandfather."

"Miss Shannon, it's me," Robb's voice came from the phone.

Cynthia was somewhat surprised. "Robb?"

"Miss Shannon, the old master saw the news online. The gentlemen are currently being punished in the study. Do you want to come and take a look?" Robb reported.

Cynthia stood up abruptly. "I'm coming right away!"