"Mr. Howard, Sophia has left."
Quinton glanced through the peephole to see Sophia, dressed immaculately and clutching her bag, exiting the opposite suite.
Balfour squinted slightly. She was leaving earlier than expected.
"I'm going over to have a word with that scoundrel now." He said as he rose from his seat. "Keep an eye out and let me know immediately if she comes back."
Quinton nodded. "Yes, Mr. Howard."
As Balfour walked out, Sophia was already out of sight. He approached the opposite door and knocked.
After a minute, the apartment door opened.
Just like yesterday, Balfour had to lower his gaze to see Marcus, seated in a wheelchair.
Marcus looked up at him, his calm eyes showing no surprise at Balfour's early visit, merely saying, "You're here."
Balfour responded with a cold grunt, asking, "So, she won't be back for now?"
Marcus nodded. "Come in."
Balfour entered at Marcus's invitation. The layout of the suite was almost identical to his.
Marcus gestured towards the couch. "Sit down. I'll get you something to drink."
Balfour raised his hand. "No need. I didn't come here for a drink."
Marcus, who was about to head to the kitchen, paused at Balfour's refusal and decided not to insist.
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