"Marcus."
A clear voice echoed from the staircase, and the next moment, a young girl in long sleeves and pants, carrying a backpack, appeared in view.
Despite the hot weather, she was drenched in sweat just from walking over. Her hair was damp, and fine beads of sweat dotted her nose and forehead, but her smile was fresh and her eyes curved in delight.
Marcus put away his phone and raised his eyelids to look at her.
As she walked over, her dark eyes quickly scanned and landed on Nora Scott, her head tilting slightly.
Marcus casually introduced, "My sister." He then pointed to her, "Paula Loughton."
The girl paused, nodded politely to Nora, and greeted, "Hello, sister."
With a slight smirk, Nora asked Marcus, "Your girlfriend?"
Marcus turned and started walking back, pausing slightly at the door, and tossed out a soft, "No."
Nora and Paula exchanged a glance.
Facing Nora's inquisitive look, Paula remained calm and smiled, "Really not."
Nora raised an eyebrow.
