In the luxurious surroundings of the Royal Eleanor Hotel, Drake and Eleanor Chwe were enjoying a peaceful evening together on their balcony, indulging in a lavish dinner and engaging in light conversation about their respective days.
While Drake found himself at ease, Eleanor and Lucille seemed less content.
"How was your day, Ely?" Drake inquired, his tone gentle.
"Not great," she replied. "Spent most of it in tedious therapy sessions."
"Ah, I see," Drake said, relieved. "But it'll be beneficial for you, Ely. Just take it one day at a time."
"Fine," she huffed, pouting. "And you?"
"Just the usual at BellRox Corp," Drake answered casually.
"Dealing with shady characters?" Eleanor muttered under her breath.
"What was that?" Drake asked, failing to catch her words.
"I said, I bet you were just flirting with Lucille there the whole time," Eleanor retorted, her tone tinged with sarcasm.