Logan stood outside the door for quite a while before letting out a helpless laugh.
Well, this was already a good outcome for the night. Even if the little one was softening, it would take time.
He returned downstairs, calmly finished the steak, washed the tableware, and quietly left the villa—without waking anyone.
…
The next morning, Selina got up early, intending to head downstairs and clean up the tableware from last night before Damien noticed. Otherwise, he'd definitely start asking questions.
But when she got to the kitchen, Mrs. Cole was already tidying up.
Selina froze. "Mrs. Cole… did you clean up the tableware from last night?"
Damien looked up with interest.
Mrs. Cole blinked in confusion. "Miss, were there still tableware left over last night? I'm pretty sure I cleared everything."
Selina, feeling the pressure of Damien's stare, forced herself to ask, "You didn't see any unwashed dishes when you got here this morning?"
