Chapter 31 I Am Not Interested In You

• Within the luxurious private room, the faint smell of sandalwood lingered in the air.
• Finley gently sipped his turbid coffee, a faint smile dancing upon his mouth. It was a friendly smile; one that made the recipients feel as if they were being enveloped by the warm spring breeze.
• Although Finley had been born in a rich family, he did not have the arrogance and domineering attitude usually associated with the scions of such families. He gave the impression of being a genial and cultured gentleman; someone who was friendly and approachable.