"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"
Luna Clark enthusiastically picked up her phone and played "The Blue Danube." "Alright, it's ready!"
Light and elegant music started flowing through the room. Luna Clark held onto Vincent's hand and leaned into his chest. Vincent wrapped his arms around her petite body and whispered in her ear, "The secret?"
"It's in my pocket."
"..."
Vincent looked at her intently, and his fingers slowly moved to the rhythm of the music, reaching her slender waist. Then he pulled out a photograph from her pocket.
It's a picture of a woman sitting by the window.
It appeared to be candidly taken; the angle isn't great, but the woman's facial features are clearly visible.
She was strikingly beautiful, with a very cold and clean aura. Her hair had a slightly fluffy natural curl, softly hanging from her shoulders to her waist.
She was wearing a water-blue dress, which might be why her gaze seemed a bit melancholic.
"Who is she?"
"Someone Brandan Hyde likes."
