Sweeney Finally Sees the Light!
After Cynthia systematically treated his wounds, she lifted her gaze, a mysterious curve playing at the corner of her lips. "Who's whose stepping stone remains to be seen."
Hearing her words, Jacob was momentarily at a loss for words. Indeed, Cynthia was not just a Trust Fund girl who only knew how to enjoy life. In terms of courage and methods, she could rival Old Mr. Quinn in his younger days. In just a year, she had turned the financially struggling Louise Corporation around and, within two years, led it to new heights.
When Jacob was putting on his shirt, he glanced at the wounds on his back. "After all these years, your technique is still as proficient as ever."
At that, Cynthia's movements with the medicine box paused for a moment. She lowered her eyelids, tugged at her lips, and spoke in a flat tone, devoid of any emotion, "I'm still a bit rusty."
"Want to go out and have some fun sometime?" Jacob suggested.