Lucas Quinn came out of the shower, and Charlotte Allison was sitting in the rocking chair on the balcony, sending messages.
With a towel on his freshly washed hair, he walked over and pulled up a low stool, sitting in front of Charlotte, leaning his head towards her.
Charlotte put down her phone and used the towel on his head to dry his hair.
"Sis."
"Mm."
"Mrs. Quinn invited you to the Quinn Family's banquet at the end of this month. Do you want to go?" He obediently lowered his head to let Charlotte dry his hair and asked.
"Mm, I'll go," Charlotte said. "It's my first time going to the Quinn Family, so I'll need to prepare some gifts. What does Mrs. Quinn like?"
The banquet invitation was extended to her. Be it a dangerous feast or a perilous situation, she needed to sit by his side, under the name of a future wife.
"She likes to reprimand people," Lucas said, looking up and smiling at Charlotte. "Don't worry about it; I'll have someone prepare it."
