When There Is Nothing Left But Love

After coming out of the prison, I looked up at the gloomy skies. It had been over a month since the sun last came out.

The weather had been cloudy all the while with occasional rain and snow. It was horrible.

However, after the new year, spring would arrive soon.

I glanced at my watch and realized it was time to meet Louis at the Irushean restaurant in the southern suburbs.

When I arrived, John was there. He was parking his car when he spotted me. Raising a brow, he remarked, “You’re early.”

I shrugged. “The same goes to you.”

His lips curved up into a smile. “Uncle Louis told me to come earlier to order the dishes so Mr. Bauman could enjoy dinner with us.”

Oh, I see.

We went upstairs and ordered the dishes before entering our private room.

The vintage-themed room was decorated elegantly. There was a wooden screen at the entrance.

As I was staring at the screen, John told me, “This Irushean restaurant is famous for its vintage decoration.”

nodded in acknowledgment and took a seat. As I

about that man. “Send someone reliable to Centurion Garden in J City to meet up with Savini’s wife. Tell her to come to K

his eyebrows in silent assent. “I thought he’s useless to you now? Why

my chin in my hand, feeling slightly exhausted. “I want

brows and squinted. “Did Cameron come

silence gave him

you ever thought

been years. They abandoned me in the

sound me out. “If you run into your biological parents one day,

them. After all, all they wanted was to make up for their guilt for abandoning me back then. If they loved me, they wouldn’t

fell silent after

but since we had a fallout, it would be a

space blankly, he asked, “What are you thinking

you know what

the ones around me. I can’t think

wide as

my eyes in exasperation.

John with a shrug of resignation. “Think about what concerns you the most. It might be also the person’s reputation, position, or