CHRIS

As I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of my penthouse apartment, holding a glass of wine in my hand and staring absentmindedly outside, I suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind me but didn't bother turning around since I knew who it was.

I waited until the footsteps had come to a stop a few steps away from me before asking in a faint voice, "What happened?"

"Sir. Miss Valeria just left Meteor City." My assistant, John reported respectfully.

"With that man?" Despite already knowing the answer to the question I asked, I still asked stubbornly.

It was probably because I hoped for a different answer.

But...

"Yes,...