"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?"

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quietly finished her meal, and soon

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opened, everyone turned to look at them, their expressions filled with

last

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mostly heirs and elites from influential families.

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find Aveline but was told that she had already left. When she tried to leave herself, she was stopped. She immediately

you all night. How would

had

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

thought about asking

he was too busy to see her. Desperate, she tried calling Aveline, but all he calls went unanswered. If Aaron hadn't reassured her that

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