A sense of unease washed over Peter and he nodded after a moment’s hesitation.

Gracefully turning a few pages of one document, Cecilia delicately toyed with the paper using her slender fingers.

In a soft voice, she said, “Since this is merely a game between him and me, why must he shower me with such affection? I have no desire for these things.

Let him know that I won’t pester him any longer.

Having spoken her piece, it seemed as though Cecilia had expended all her strength.

For a considerable duration, she found herself in a trance…

Uncle Mark…

She had called him Uncle Mark for so long.

and promises had once convinced her that they would be together forever, that

reality had not unfolded

was nothing more than another one

persistent efforts to persuade her, Cecilia remained reluctant to accept

report, Peter found Mark standing before the French

a prolonged silence, Mark uttered,

departed, Mark gazed down at the

such an innocent

he was trying to compensate

never realized the extent of

work, but in his

he would unconsciously look around, and even amidst socializing with Charlie and others, he would cast a glance at the bronze

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