Hunter, who was always calm and unflinching even in the face of catastrophe, felt a trace of panic in his heart when he saw Cynthia's smile that seemed to hold something back.
He pressed his lips together, glanced at Luna, who was tightly protected by his suit, and spoke in a tone filled with flattery, "Cynthia, could you please step outside for a moment?"
"Sure." Cynthia nodded, giving one last deep look at Luna, who was wrapped in his clothes, before standing up and leaving the office.
Inside the office, Luna, who seemed to find some sudden strength, pushed Hunter away and angrily threw his suit jacket onto the floor. "Mr. Quinn, now you're trying to force me too?"