Desmond's attention shifted from one transparent screen to another, his eyes fixated on the decreased durability of his precious necklace. He mused to himself, "Ah, I almost forgot about you two."
"Sure," he replied casually, unwittingly raising his tone. Annie, who stood nearby, tilted her head to the side, her big orange eyes narrowing slightly as she observed her young master's dazed expression and leaning posture.
Caught in the seductive and sweet fragrance emanating from Annie's body, Desmond snapped back to reality and glanced at her. "Oh, it's nothing. Just lost in thought," he nonchalantly responded, although his eyes couldn't help but catch a fleeting glimpse of her bosom beneath her maid attire.