"Bro, where are you going?"
Felix Preston had just reached the door and was about to open it when Lynn Preston suddenly twisted the knob from the outside, coming face-to-face with him.
His gaze was lowered, his usually gentle face now as cold as ice.
"I'm going to the studio." He sidestepped past Lynn Preston on his crutch, heading out without a backward glance.
"Huh?" Lynn Preston turned, watching his retreating figure in surprise. "Your leg hasn't even healed yet, why are you going to the studio? Can't you just solve it over the phone?"
"..." Felix Preston ignored her.
Even on his crutch, he moved with surprising speed, disappearing down the hallway in the blink of an eye.
"...Huh?" Lynn Preston was thoroughly confused, but she didn't dwell on it.
She turned back, and as she walked in, her eyes fell on Sonia Quincy by the sofa. She saw that Sonia's eyes were red, as if she were on the verge of tears.
