Zoe Lewis remained indifferent, silently grateful that she had thrown away all the keys to the house, and the door was sturdy enough. Otherwise, Cherry Lewis might have barged in at any moment.
She wondered if Cherry had worn the clothes she had washed last night. If not, the powder would lose its effectiveness after today.
She groggily slept until nine-thirty. After getting up, she hastily washed up, casually tied her hair into a bun, and went downstairs to eat.
Just as she reached the living room, she suddenly noticed there was someone new in the house!
Wearing a white sports T-shirt and light gray Nike pants, he had the same clear and handsome features as when they first met, exuding an air of elegance.
Time seemed to have left no trace on him; he was still as young and vibrant as he was in college.
Zoe called out to him softly, "Lucas...senior..."
