Patrick observed Bradley, noticing that his gaze remained fixed on the screen, and an idea suddenly struck him.
"Take the girl to the third-floor office after the show ends."
"Okay."
Having ended the call, Patrick approached Bradley with a mischievous grin and teased, "It seems like your bride hasn't quite satisfied you yet. But don't worry, I have a special surprise for you."
Bradley had been too preoccupied with the girl's face to pay much attention to Patrick's words.
As a classical melody filled the air, Freya gracefully ceased her dance and began to sing a beautiful classical song called "Crescent Moon."
"The summer rain sprinkles upon the courtyard, silk illuminating the twilight. People return to the woods with the geese, moonlight filling the shadows. The grass serenely rests
