Nora Scott had previously designed elaborate mechanism rooms and villas. The kind of interior design that Evelyn Easton wanted was child's play for her.
It really wasn't any trouble.
Hearing her say this, Marcus Shaw felt slightly relieved.
Then he heard Nora ask, "Is that all you want?"
"Yeah."
Marcus really couldn't come up with another wish.
Nora glanced leisurely at Marcus.
The young boy doesn't know the weight of a promise...
She stepped on the gas, overtaking the sports car ahead that was driving like an old-fashioned mobility scooter.
*
It was about ten o'clock at night when they returned to Cloudwater Haven.
The group chat had been lively for about an hour, but since Oliver Scott had not appeared and the teacher had started asking if their homework was done, the heated conversation quickly died down, and no one continued to speak.
However, whether people had switched to private chats or smaller groups was unknown.
