While chaos started reigning in the entire Greymore estate and people started running around led by guards to evacuate or stray further, at the farthest corner of the estate, sat a pair of old men tagging along a white hair beautiful lovely young woman.
The woman taking a sip of mocktail stared at the wrinkled man with a smile.
The man, coughing with an embarrassed expression, moved his hands, and sneaking hands under the table held the woman's delicate hand with a shy expression.
Giving an amused smile, she spoke softly "What? Can't bear to part with me even for a little and now that I am here, you are holding my hands as if I am going to disappear out of nowhere."
"Hmmm! You better know that."The man snorted.
"And it's still unbelievable that you led me here while saying that you can't see his future. And it's even unbelievable that you stepped out from seclusion."The wrinkled man's face was etched with confusion.
