Alan didn't say anything as he stared at Ike.

Ike glared at him. "Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

"Ike, didn't you enjoy the cookies that Dr. Ophelia made? You shouldn't be so rude to someone who offered you hospitality.

"I feel like Mr. Maxwell is happier than before. There's nothing bad about that."

"You're a fool. Don't you know that a forced relationship never ends well?

"Besides, if Mr. Maxwell falls hopelessly in love, his enemies will tear him to pieces. A man like him can't have any weaknesses."

"Even if it isn't Dr. Ophelia, he might fall for some other woman. You can't just expect Mr. Maxwell to be single forever."

Wayne led Olivia to a dilapidated old building with ease. The house would be easily flattened by a typhoon if it was built near the ocean.

There were no elevators in the building, and there were countless ads posted by the stairwell. There were all sorts of odors in the building.

Wayne stopped before a wooden door. He took out a key