Chapter 88: Holding a Cigarette

Erica withdrew her gaze and walked towards her daughter on the grass while shaking her fan. The little girl was wearing a goose-yellow dress, with small braids tied up, sitting on the grass playing. Her voice was soft and cute, innocent and pure. Tanner left and went to a spot in the back mountain that looked suitable. He chopped off the snake's head and buried it. The Foley Villa, the lamp in the study was as bright as daylight, and the tall figure behind the desk was as straight as a pine tree. There was white gauze wrapped around his hand, but it didn't affect his ability to hold a pen. A beautiful and well-defined hand held a silver Parker pen, writing quickly while looking down. The light illuminated half of his face, his full and broad forehead, thick and curly eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and he had a high nose bridge. The other half of his face was in the darkness, and the facial features were unclear. This contrast between light and dark made him look lik