Finn's gaze was naturally on Monica, who was sitting in front of the high-class sofa and was elegantly eating a small snack. Beside her was a glass of warm water.
At that moment, the floor-to-ceiling window in the pantry allowed the setting sun to shine on Monica. It made it look like her body was enveloped in a ring of dazzling light, and her fair skin even softer and smoother. There was also a faint smile on her face.
Finn's heart skipped a beat. For the first time, he felt that was what it meant to live a peaceful life.
They rested for nearly an hour, and after that, the other company had arranged some other visits for them. At 6 p.m., they were invited to dine at a high-class restaurant.
Since noon, Wendy had been very friendly toward Finn.
"Ms. Hansen," the person in charge of the other company suddenly called out to Wendy.
"Yes, director," Wendy hurriedly replied respectfully.
