Chapter 60
It was Friday, 10:56 PM.
Standing at the entrance of the hall, Selwynn wore a brown overcoat. His long legs were wrapped in an impeccably pressed grey suit paired with an open-collared white shirt.
Anson stood beside him, wearing a long black coat over a black and white suit. On his hands was a pair of classic black gloves, and he held an ivory cane.
On Wednesday, Cate had brought it over, and Anson was finally able to walk without support. A pair of silver glasses were balanced on his tall nose bridge, and the dark peach blossom eyes appeared gentler in the daylight. His outfit made him seem like an old English gentleman.
Anson held the cane in one hand and spoke with a smile, "Selwynn, you still haven't told me where we are going."
Selwyn twisted the silver watch on his wrist and replied indifferently, "Why so much nonsense? Didn't you want to go outside for a walk? I'm taking you out for a walk."