"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?"

eyes internally. "This man could set up a dye

meal, and soon after, they headed out to

the hotel was palpable, the atmosphere heavy and

doors opened, everyone turned to look at them, their

leave last night, so

why could they

happened? Can someone

left behind had been guests at the previous night's ball, mostly heirs and elites from influential families. After being kept there all night,

stairs, spotting Aveline as she entered. She

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

had said, "I've been with you all night. How would

he had a

something had indeed gone wrong, and it had to do with

thought about

calling Aveline, but all he calls went unanswered. If Aaron hadn't reassured her that

nodded and said, "Yes, something did

tensed up.

replied, "Let's find Russ

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