Finn Wilson frowned, his voice growing colder, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
The girl by his side wore an unhappy expression, her eyes brimming with tears, staring blankly at Finn Wilson as if she couldn't comprehend why he'd turn his face so abruptly when things had been fine.
After a standoff, seeing that Finn Wilson had no intention of softening his tone, and his impatience becoming more apparent, the girl stood up, pushed her chair back, and left her seat. She went to the sofa to grab her bag and coat and hurriedly exited.
Amelia Clarke observed Finn Wilson's face, now tinged with coldness, and suddenly found herself unsure about this man.
Just moments ago, he was frolicking and horsing around with that girl, but now he wore such an indifferent and heartless expression.
Emily Williams, who was quiet by Edward Abel's side, had finished her meal.
Ann Chapman invited everyone to play cards.
There were six men and four women in the private room.
