At this moment.
Imperial View Manor.
Durrell Landon stepped out of the room and saw Quiana Sutton idly fiddling with the leaves of a potted plant. Although she wasn't smiling, it still felt like she was in a pretty good mood, inexplicably lifting his spirits too.
He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, just quietly watching her, momentarily forgetting the passage of time.
Sensing a gaze on her, Quiana returned to her senses and saw Durrell standing not far away, a faint smile at his lips, with a casual look as if everything was peacefully calm.
This thought lasted only for a moment; she knew very well that words like "peacefully calm" were not suited for the two of them.
She glanced at him and quickly looked away.
Her indifferent attitude, with eyes void of warmth, made him frown slightly. Suppressing his discomfort, he spoke:
"Do you have any plans today?"
