Whether the place was damp and shadowy or bright and warm, she could go there.
Stars gradually began to appear in the night sky.
Silas Norwood's words sent Kian Sterling into deep thought.
After a long moment, his expression softened, and he looked at Silas Norwood with a quiet smile.
The smile was indolent, his pupils as dark and inscrutable as the night itself.
"Silas Norwood, on the condition that you can guarantee her safety and well-being," he finally conceded again, "I will no longer interfere in your affairs."
The topic was closed.
From then on, it was just idle chatter to pass the time.
Silas Norwood politely poured tea for Kian Sterling, his "brother-in-law," his gaze pausing on the autographed photo in Kian's hand. "You're a fan, too?"
Kian Sterling scoffed. "Back then, with the Sterling Family in such chaos, who had the mind to follow celebrities? I just watched with her to keep her from going out and having 'fun' with some young punks."
