In the Zilian Villa, the night had enveloped everything, leaving only Maria and Charlie. The rest of the occupants had already gone to their quarters.
As Charlie arrived, he confidently strode through the first-floor courtyard and gracefully ascended the stone steps. The moment he stepped into the courtyard, there stood Maria, her face a delightful mix of happiness and shyness.
"Young Master..." she greeted him, her voice gentle and affectionate.
Maria was dressed in a stunning white sarong, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, still damp from a recent bath. The hot spring pool nearby was brimming with water and a sprinkling of fresh flower petals adorned its surface, permeating the whole area with a faint floral fragrance.
Charlie instinctively sensed that Maria had just finished bathing, which made him feel a bit uneasy. He purposely avoided looking at the pool and focused on Maria instead, speaking with a hint of nervousness, "Miss Clark, my apologies for disturbing you so late. Besides the promises I made to the three old gentlemen, there are a few more matters I need your help with, a puzzle I hope you can assist me in solving."
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