When There Is Nothing Left But Love

In the middle of the living room, Zachary lounged on the single-seated sofa with a cigar between his fingers whilst brewing some tea. His sophisticated gestures exuded the charm of a matured man, even at the age of fifty. One could easily imagine how equally suave he must have been when he was younger.

I sat down on the sofa next to his before greeting softly, “Dad.”

He hummed in acknowledgment before placing a teacup before me. “Have a taste of this green tea that we imported this year.”

“Okay.” I took a quick sip, running the warm liquid over my tongue. Then I flashed a brief smile at him once the flavor seeped in. “It’s pretty good. I can taste the notes of sweet grass in there.”

There was no response from him. He looked away and focused on refilling my cup.

Cameron intended to spend some bonding time with Summer before dinner. However, Summer had put her foot down and insisted on completing her homework in the study. At this, Cameron gave in and followed along to tutor her.

Right when they arrived upstairs, a maid’s voice called out from the front door. “Mr. Moore, the guest has arrived.”

“Invite them in.” Zachary didn’t even bat an eyelash at this sudden arrival. He blew at his tea in a relaxed and unbothered manner.

having

head, the guest’s footsteps grew

 The only indication of his identity was the superb quality of his garments; he wore a white dress shirt underneath a sleek, black trench coat with

face, no matter how hard I pried into my

greet Zachary, then cast a warm smile my way before

name rolled off his tongue as he politely extended his arm over.

Elliot?

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that Elliot was considered a celebrity in that realm. Hence, I couldn’t help but freeze at the legendary Elliot

reached out to shake his

in a blink of an eye. Delight beamed on her face as she ushered, “No need to

he continued, “Father wants

who kept a low profile owned an abundance of companies under their very