"I..." Quinn parted his thin lips but didn't say anything more. His eyes revealed unreadable under the golden-framed glasses. After staring at Isabella's back in contemplation for a few seconds, he turned and walked toward the study.In the past three years, Isabella had been living alone in a rental apartment, and she was very good at cooking some simple, homely meals. In a very short time, she placed some dishes on the table, the aroma filling the air."Quinn, dinner’s ready." Isabella said softly, knocking lightly on the study door. When no response came, she gently pushed it open.Quinn was on the phone. "Handle it yourself. There’s no need to report every detail to me."After saying that, he ended the call. He looked up, his gaze meeting Isabella's. His tone was chilly as he asked, "What's it?""Dinner’s ready," Isabella smiled slightly, her eyes flickering away from his intense gaze."I'll be there." His tone was indifferent as usual.At the dining table, the two sat opposite ea
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