The man hung up the phone, and Eva Ronan spoke expressionlessly: "Whose younger brother are you exactly?"
"A business partner is in trouble, it wouldn't be right not to help." Henry Ronan replied without changing his expression.
Eva Ronan: "Ha!"
The two entered the main building one after the other, and the living room was already filled with laughter and chatter.
The coffee table was covered with fruits and pastries, with Elaine Ruane sitting next to Lucy Ansley, occasionally feeding her pieces of fruit.
As Henry Ronan walked in, he looked up to see Lucy Ansley's small mouth stuffed with food, her cheeks puffed, while she held a cup of iced tea in her left hand, sipping it from time to time.
He sat in a single sofa, reached out to check the cup, and then frowned and took away the iced tea, "Drinking cold stuff during your period, aren't you afraid of a stomachache?"
The man's voice was low, as if he deliberately lowered it so that only the two of them could hear.
