Time

At the Scavo's.

At the end of the banquet, the butler thanked the guests and distributed small birthday presents before they left.

Emily sat in the study on the second floor. Rex handed her a timetable, which planned every minute and even second of her day, including the balance portion of her diet. It could be said to be comprehensive.

She stared at it row by row and did not quite understand why it also included Sanda. She could only look up at the man who was sitting at the desk typing on the computer and said, "I also need to learn Sanda?"

Vincent raised his head from the flickering screen and looked at her with a deep gaze. He snorted, "Yes."

But in his mind, he thought of her thin and soft waist that could not bear a gentle grip. If it was on the bed, it could be crushed with a single effort.