"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?"

her eyes internally. "This man could set up a dye shop with all the colors he's painting himself

meal, and soon after, they

arrived, the tension in the hotel was palpable, the atmosphere

everyone turned to look at them, their expressions filled with

the deal? They were allowed to leave last night, so why are

they go, and we

someone give us an

had been guests at the previous night's ball, mostly heirs and elites from influential families. After being kept there all night, none of them looked

as she entered. She quickly

When she tried to leave herself, she

been with you all night. How would I

he had a

only grew, her gut telling her that something had indeed gone wrong, and

thought about asking

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

said, "Yes, something

instantly tensed up.

replied, "Let's find

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