Norton Abyss rented a white luxury sports car, driving it in a very flamboyant manner on the road, attracting countless gazes.
When he got out of the car, his imposing figure accentuated by a casual suit made him as dazzling as the sun.
Many women stared at him, including Fiona Schmidt. She never thought there would be a day when a man could attract her like this, never!
She was staring at him, her heart occasionally racing, but unable to look away.
In the afternoon, the two of them wandered around the streets of Capital City for a few hours. Reykjavik, this city, was clean and quiet, making one feel like they were in a paradise.
Gradually, Fiona's nerves relaxed, no longer tense, and she could chat casually with Norton, just like before. The two appeared like close friends.
Norton Abyss led a very healthy lifestyle, keeping regular hours, and would return to the hotel by evening and promptly go to his room at eight o'clock.
