Mia paused for a moment, looked up, and saw the light in the study.
What was that girl doing in the study in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, being so diligent?
Koa Jackson's face slightly tensed as he stepped into the study.
Mia was kneeling in front of the desk, her expression focused, typing on the keyboard.
She had just showered in another bathroom and, seeing that Koa hadn't come out yet, didn't feel sleepy. She was occupied with thoughts of her unfinished novel, hence her presence in the study.
The desk was large, and the chair was big, an adjustable swivel chair set to the height Koa Jackson had adjusted last time.
Too lazy to adjust it, she simply knelt on the chair.
So absorbed, she didn't even notice Koa had suddenly come in.
She continued writing her novel.
Koa stood at the doorway watching her.
