C90 His Lips Were Soft and the Fourth Master Was Greedy

At six o'clock in the evening, Jeanne walked out of the office building and saw Harris standing beside the Maserati.

He was standing with his back facing the light, and he had even changed into a slightly formal suit. He was tall and gave off a great sense of pressure.

When she saw Jeanne, her eyes were filled with a small smile. She walked towards her with long legs and a reserved expression