"Okay," Aveline murmured softly, her gaze lowered.

Only after Lucas turned and left the room did she slip on the robe and head to the bathroom to freshen up.

When she emerged, she found Lucas setting breakfast on the dining table.

She looked at him, puzzled. "Is this place one of your properties too?"

Lucas nodded. "Just one of them. It's close to the Tudor Group, so I come here occasionally when it's too late to go home."

The apartment was a spacious 300-square-meter flat with a minimalist design. There were no plants or decorations, and the overall atmosphere felt quite cold and empty. Aveline sat down at the table and took a sip of the corn soup.

Lucas asked, "Do you like it here?"

"It's fine," she replied.

He continued, "I'll have it transferred into your name later. You can stay here whenever you like."

Aveline glanced at him but said nothing.

Lucas' lips curved into a faint smile. "What's wrong? Are you so moved you don't know what to say?"

up a dye shop with all

her meal, and soon after, they headed out to the

in the hotel was palpable, the

everyone turned to look at them,

leave last night, so why are we still being held

why could they go, and

exactly happened? Can someone give

the previous night's ball, mostly heirs and elites from influential families. After being kept there all night,

down the stairs, spotting Aveline as she entered. She quickly ran to her side, asking,

already left. When she tried to leave herself, she was stopped. She immediately sought

said, "I've been with you all

he had

her gut telling her that something had indeed gone wrong,

thought about asking

Desperate, she tried calling Aveline, but all he calls went unanswered. If Aaron hadn't reassured her that Lucas was with Aveline,

and said, "Yes, something

tensed up.

"Let's find Russ

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