Danica tried to imply that Alicia was with him mainly for the riches.

Frederick understood what Danica was trying to say. When she reached out to hold his hand, he subconsciously moved away his hand by pretending to load his cigarette case.

"I'm not indecisive, Danica. I love her. I still do, even after all this."

Therefore, he couldn't and wouldn't let her go.

After giving her a reticent look, Frederick turned around and returned to the V.I.P. room, leaving behind a stupefied Danica who gritted her teeth in frustration.

After all this and he still could love her?

Meanwhile, roaming the streets, Alicia felt empty, as if her soul had been taken away from her.

After experiencing family crisis, heartbreak from Jeremy as well as heart-rending hardships over the years, Alicia understood that love is a luxury which she would be totally fine to not have it. Besides that, her pride and vulnerability wouldn't allow her to diminish her self-worth for the sake of love, or even beg for forgiveness.

But still, Frederick's eventual silence gave her a deep cut.

The thought of him leaving gave her a lump in her throat. She thought that if she no longer had feelings for him, then she wouldn't feel the pain from loving someone, but at that moment, she was in so much pain that she felt like dying from it.

After leaving Soaver International, she wandered aimlessly around the streets, without realizing how long had she been walking and where was she going. She just kept walking.

It was already dark by the time she came to her senses. The streets were lit with flashing neon lights and crowded with people, reflecting the vibrancy of a city's nightlife. She was brought back to reality by shuffling sound of footsteps.

Looking around curiously, she saw a group of people gathered in front of a giant board.

Without giving much thought, Alicia wanted to avoid the crowd to make her way out, but as she was about to head to the opposite side, she heard a surprised voice.

Forbes! He will be

good. He has a very deep voice

so handsome and so magnetic, he's totally my prince charming! I grew up listening to his songs. I heard he holds concerts

so many emerging young talents nowadays, who would still listen to old music. It's

to be held at the stadium. Remind me to get tickets when they go on sale

her step and blinked. "Twenty years? Sebastian Forbes? Could

crowd. Her eyes landed on a wide advertisement board, which featured a promotional picture

Forbes? Her uncle?

closer to the advertisement board after she waited for

back for a concert? Did

number below,

I know if there's an assistant by the name of Freya Foster? May I have her contact number? I'm her niece, Alicia

to purchase tickets, please head to the ticket counter next week. This is not a place to search

up before

people?" she looked at her phone, feeling

seeing

years, she could

she looked like.

meeting often, but when their family started going downhill, her aunt would still keep in touch with her mother. As her uncle was a celebrity, therefore she had been

could never really contact her actually! When Alicia's dad collapsed previously, her mom tried to look for her aunt for help but to no avail. And whenever her aunt had visited a new place in her travel around the World, she would deliver some locab specialties to them whenever possible. As Alicia's momand her aunt had an age gap of almost 10 years, her

her aunt and uncle staying with them for over half a year. Her aunt treated Alicia almost like her own daughter.

years and with the Blanchard family losing their influence now, Alicia believed that her aunt would contact them upon returning, maybe even dropping by for a visit. Sadly, so much had

address that was listed, Alicia decided to find a time to visit her personally

a bowl of noodles

by the corner of a street, she was captivated by a translucent crystal palacelooking mini store. As she got closer, a strong fragrance wafted out of the store. With people going in and out of the busy store, she turned

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