Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 402.

Aveline followed Evan, who also wore a mask like her.

However, the sapphire ring on his finger was taken off and replaced with an opal's-eye emerald.

As they entered the castle, she heard the sound of a piano from the top floor, and coincidentally, a crow or two flew overhead.

The roses and vines looked enchanting in the dim light. A gust of wind blew, and it was clear that it was almost summer. Aveline's back was inexplicably covered with goosebumps.

Evan deliberately lowered his voice, "Don't be afraid, follow me closely.

Don't do anything, and don't say anything."

She nodded lightly. After all, she came here just to confirm Layla's identity.

As soon as they stepped into the castle, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The whole place seemed to quiet down, and two people, a man, and a woman, approached, their footsteps chaotic and hurried.

When they got closer, Aveline finally saw the two of them clearly. They were each wearing half-faced masks.

And she recognized the man at a glance as Mason and the woman as Cravel, also known as Dr. Merrell Seeing those two people again, she was glad that she also had a mask covering her face, which blocked her upset expression.

them meant that

ran, panting, but respectfully stayed three meters

streetlights

was unable to see the expression on

everyone in this world

gaze fell on the two of them, and the two of them felt a bit uncomfortable. Through the masks, one could see their uneasiness at that moment. It seemed that Evan must be

urgent matter to deal with now, and she couldn't come

a word, but his intimidating aura made it

turned out that this was what the man

a room, with Evan sitting while Aveline stood, trying to minimize her

arrogance as when he kidnapped her before. His body was slightly hunched, and he looked like he was at the mercy of

she served tea to Evan in a professional manner, and the fragrance of

the side with their hands down, like children who had

twirled the emerald ring on his finger, and a faint

remember

here, named Begonia, I

low, it carried

them looked at each other, and Mason asked

Begonia is doing

very

Why is MY looking