Chapter 838

As soon as she walked through the door, she was seized by a forceful grip on her arm, and then pressed against by a warm, toned body that pushed her back against the corner of the wall.

Their eyes met, and Elsie's heart quivered, captivated by the man's bright, piercing gaze, unable to resist falling deeper under his spell.

Her world was devoid of light. She desperately longed for a ray of light to shine through the crack she had painstakingly chiseled open.

His eyes were the source of light she had been searching for.

"Ms. Archer, did you leave something behind when you left earlier?" Elvis' voice

was wrapped in a low chuckle, his intonation playfully suggestive.

"What?" Elsie's fingers clinging tightly to the wall, she felt as if a thousand butterflies were in her stomach.

Elvis curled his lips up, his straight nose playfully touching hers, tender yet mischievous, like a lover's caress.

Suddenly, his voice turned raspy, "You forgot to take my heart with you."

Elsie, still flustered, burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Tsk, why are you laughing?" Elvis raised an eyebrow.

"Elvis, I think you must not have had a serious girlfriend before? After all, not every girl can tolerate such a cheesy joke," Elsie covered her tender lips, laughing uncontrollably.

His eyes darkened, and he clicked his tongue, "That was a whisper of love!"

"But it's funny, so still a joke."

Before Elsie's voice trailed off, her pupils contracted. Her silver necklace was dangling right in front of her, gently swaying.

"My necklace!" Elsie frantically touched her neck, her face turning pale.

When had it fallen off? She had no clue!

"Give it back!" Elsie reached out to grab it, but Elvis, intent on teasing her, held it

just out of reach, even as she tiptoed.

"Who's the pretty girl in the picture?"

"My friend!"

red and then pale; she

friends? Even if you wanted, would Avery let

voice

were an orphan; where did a sister

clutching the pendant tightly, "Ms. Archer, you aren't being honest, then I guess

eyes, and she blurted out, "It's

deeply at her, his eyes

is me. It was taken when I was twenty, before I became Evadne, the only photo I

left. If I

conforming diligently to the role of Evadne. Yet, not a day went

give it back

each one falling onto

hand, placing the warmed

left the orphanage at nightfall, Elvis hadn't expected that

that this man would

back

"Elsie."

turning her

its glowing

sparkler, tracing a beautiful pattern in

heavily in her eyes, her fingers clenched

let's play

approached her, handing her a sparkler, his eyes brighter than any star in the

took

place for such

She couldn't help but smile, looking more and more

like the last fireworks show that dazzled the

at her own sparkler, her voice soft, "I liked

do though. I'm not

speaking. It also explained why such a handsome man had

"It's quite good."

smile was more beautiful than the fireworks, tender and content, "As long as it's

she had never owned anything. So even a little bit

burn out, Elvis turned his head, whispering in her ear with unprecedented tenderness, "In this world, you're not the

she suddenly turned

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