"So what type do you like?"
Linda asked with a smile.
I really don't know why, this woman never gets angry no matter what is said.
Stella Sutton used to get angry, although she was persistent, she would lose her temper too.
But now she never loses her temper at me anymore.
Thinking of this, Finn Sterling felt a bit uneasy.
He stormed out of the private room with a swing of his hand.
His head felt a little dizzy.
An indescribable feeling.
The sound of high heels came from behind; Linda had already followed him.
"Are you feeling unwell? You don't look good."
Finn Sterling held his head, and before he could speak, everything went black and he fell down.
…
When Stella Sutton got home, she was a bit agitated.
Sutton immediately noticed her unease and asked softly, "What's wrong? Is your mom not doing well?"
"No."
Stella shook her head, "Grandpa, I'm just restless."
