C342 You Are Really Good at It.

At four o'clock in the morning, the rain had subsided, and the entire city seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber.

When Harlan came out of the room, she saw that Estill was sitting on the sofa with his eyes fixed on the woman who was sleeping on the sofa with the script in her arms.

This damned woman! If he had known that she would disregard his wishes and take him in