Twilight deepened, and the night sky twinkled with scattered starlight.
Deeply reluctant to leave Cecilia Adler, Ian Quincy returned to the courtyard house and immediately shut himself in his room to write an anonymous letter.
As Christal Russell drew the curtains, she caught sight of the light on in the side room and turned to Qin Jin. "Why is it that every time Ian comes here, he doesn't even say hello to you?"
"He barely acknowledges Mom and Dad, so what makes you think he'd bother with me? Besides, after what you did, the only reason he hasn't retaliated is because we're brothers." Qin Jin gazed at the light filtering through the window of the side room. "I have no idea what he's come back to do this late."
