Chapter 124

Autumn was wearing loungewear, her hair a messy tangle. The usual sharpness in her cool gaze was gone, replaced by a faint listlessness, the kind that showed she had been working until now. "Mr. Faulkner, you're only just getting back?" she asked. "Aren't you still awake as well?" Dawson retorted coldly. "...I'm going to bed now. Good night." Autumn said with a wave of her hand. Then, she shut the door and went back to her study. The study had four monitors, all filled with lines of code, which were starting to blur in her vision. She had planned to keep working while eating. But after a moment's thought, she went to the living room to have a late-night snack. Without meaning to, her mind drifted to Dawson's indifferent face. They had grown a little closer because of their joint effort to irritate Damien and having shared a late-night snack together. That was why she had greeted him. In the past, Autumn would have just nodded in acknowledgement and said nothing. But the moment s