"Murray, let me fix your tie for you."

"Heh... I'm wearing a black shirt today."

Millie paused, a look of confusion crossing her face. "I know."

Forget it.

Murray gave up, thinking to himself that sometimes it's best to leave things unsaid when you're not on the same page.

A black shirt with a mixed-color tie, huh....

Only her kind of aesthetic could come up with such a combination.

Murray brushed off her hands, "If you can't do it right, don't bother doing it at all."

Without waiting for Millie's reaction, he strode away.

...

As night fell, Murray wrapped up his work and left the office.

Settling into his car, he lit a cigarette and lingered without starting the engine.

Once the cigarette had burned down, he stamped out the butt and drove off.

He didn't feel like going back to his mansion, so he ended up driving along the river, making a couple of loops.

the drive,

aimlessly, he found himself back at the

usual, he got scolded for

something special

lineup of fancy cars

"Yeah, a Porsche!"

"Exactly, what's the deal?"

...

came downstairs

windshield, Murray watched

flip-flops, looking effortlessly chic and relaxed. Murray got out of

Sherwood, fancy seeing

"Move!"

about to head back upstairs after dumping the trash, Murray grew impatient. Owen

just because you're one of the Reynolds,

Sherwood

if I do?! None

illegal activities is every

looking straight at Owen. "You're doing all this just out of civic duty? You don't have any other motives?" "Whether

unchanged, his

What right do you have? Who do you think you are? How long

length of time means

El.ne

people spend a lifetime together and can't make it work, while others just need

they're meant

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