Amara frowned. Was it her imagination, or did this tall man, now bowing his head to apologize to her, look a little... pathetic?
It had to be an illusion. A man this tall, powerful, and influential was always the one making others miserable, never the one to be pitied.
Shaking off the useless flicker of sympathy, Amara ignored him and went to her room.
Finnian didn't go back to the office that day. Will had brought over his pending work when he delivered Amara's car, so he decided to stay at the estate and read. He spent the night there as well.
The next day, Finnian went to the office in the morning but was back by the afternoon. Amara was reading in the living room and was surprised to see him return so early.
Finnian glanced at her but didn't say a word before disappearing into the study. Amara stayed where she was and continued to read. In the evening, the three of them—Amara, Finnian, and Mr. Kevin Everly—had dinner together.
Around ten, just as Amara was getting ready for bed after washing up, there was a knock on her door.
She had a feeling who it was. She put on her robe, opened the door, and sure enough, Finnian was standing outside.
Strangely, he was dressed to go out, with a jacket slung over his arm.
"Is there something you need, Mr. Everly?" Amara asked.
"Do you want to go out?" he asked. "We might be able to see Andrew and Fiona."
Amara had been about to refuse after the first part of his question, but at the mention of Andrew and Fiona, her eyes lit up. "Okay," she nodded. "Wait for me, I'll go change."
Seeing the sparkle in her eyes, Finnian couldn't help but smile. He found this side of her incredibly charming.
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