After Lucas Quinn ended his stream, he turned off the lights and climbed into bed, sending a voice message to Charlotte Allison in a soft whisper.
"Goodnight, sister. Another day of loving you."
"Today's interest adds a few extra words."
"Please check it, girlfriend."
Charlotte Allison, who had been busy with trivial matters all day and just returned late at night, was soaking in the bath.
Hearing the soft sound of a notification, she opened her dazed eyes shrouded in mist, and as Lucas Quinn's voice came through the phone, her eyes curved into a joyful arc, a smile gradually filling her face, overflowing into her whole being.
"Received and very satisfied."
"Rest early, goodnight."
Charlotte Allison's voice seemed to carry the moistness of steamed air, easily penetrating Lucas Quinn's eardrums, reverberating endlessly within.
