Early in the morning, Arthur drove over to deliver some supplies.
Though called supplies, they were quite diverse, ranging from fresh fruits and vegetables to bowls, incense, and flowers—an entire carload.
It looked like they were planning to live there for six months to a year.
Arthur borrowed two well-trained bodyguards from Old Six, had them deliver everything to the awning in front of the house, and then went inside, where he saw Ignatius holding Miss Delphine in his arms, sitting at the spacious open-air bar on the first floor, eating fruit, mixed with Delphine's softly spoken displeasure.
"I already said I can't eat anymore."
"You didn't eat much in the morning, you'll get hungry." The man coaxed patiently.
Arthur lowered his eyes, still seeing the slender figure sitting on Ignatius's lap, along with that incredible curve of her waistline.
"Ignatius Leclair, aren't you annoying."
