Rebecca Quentin lay on the spacious, comfortable seat, squinting through the gaps of her half-closed lashes, secretly glancing at Howard Geoffrey sitting opposite her.
He really had a lot of energy. He had been reading documents ever since boarding the plane, giving her no chance to strike up a conversation with him.
After observing him for another hour, she finally gave up the idea of talking to him...
Actually, she didn't have much to say to him. Before boarding the flight, she had intended to explain why she had deliberately intruded into his life these past few days. But he seemed indifferent, probably because Christine Quinn must have told him. A moment ago, she had dismissed the thought of explaining. The only thing she still wanted to say now was to hope that he could apologize to his mother on her behalf after he returned from his business trip. After all, Mrs. Geoffrey had always taken good care of her. She truly felt embarrassed...
