She smiled but said nothing.
The atmosphere returned to its initial relaxed and carefree state.
Claire Prescott's appetite kicked in, and she accidentally overate.
Keane Lowell suddenly asked, "What's troubling you?"
"Family matters," she said vaguely.
She didn't want to divulge the specifics.
No matter who it was, her background was something she had never even shared with her best friends.
Whenever it involved anything related to the Prescott Family, she subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
She changed the topic, "President Lowell, my stomach feels a bit stuffed. Can you accompany me for a walk?"
Seeing her reluctance to express herself, Keane stopped probing and didn't press further.
Subsequently, he accompanied her downstairs.
As they passed by the hotel entrance.
Claire Prescott realized the site of the confession had been cleaned thoroughly, without a trace of romance left, not even a petal or a light.
Not a single obstructive thing in sight.
