After breakfast, Fiona Schmidt returned to her room to sort out her things, mainly some books, as she didn't have many clothes with her.
The Yancey Family had already prepared clothes for the guests, and she only had a few pieces of intimate wear.
Once packed, she sat on the sofa to rest. She inadvertently noticed that book again, frowned, but picked it up and started flipping through it. Seeing the red annotations, the man's handwriting was bold and powerful, just like him, leaving a deep impression.
"If it weren't for these circumstances, I would definitely ask you to be my mentor..." She tapped the book spine and leaned heavily against the sofa back, with a look of regret.
She stared at the ceiling for a long time and fell into deep thought until there was a knock at the door—
"Miss Schmidt, are you there?" Henry Taylor's voice was urgent, as if something important had occurred.
Fiona snapped back to reality, quickly stood up, and went to open the door.
