Brooke rushed in quickly, and Avery was faster than her: “Miss, Lord, there is a woman here.”
When Brooke went in, he saw Finn talking with a beautiful woman sitting at the stone table. A pot of wine was placed on the table, and the beauty and he each had a small glass.
Finn frowned slightly: “Lu’er, why are you here?”
“Running out in the middle of the night will be a beautiful woman?” Brooke about the distance between the two of them, close together, less than one step away.
Finn didn’t hate her, the two could get close together.
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