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

Chapter 681.

"Crack!"

Aveline was eating, and she didn't know what was wrong. She was obviously very hungry, but she started feeling very uneasy. The spoon she picked up fell to the ground and made a cracking sound.

Aveline subconsciously bent down to pick it up, but Ciara told her:

"Don't worry about it, let the servant do it."

Before Ciara finished speaking, Aveline's finger was scratched by a porcelain piece, and blood dripped on the white porcelain piece.

"Come here now."

Ciara casually called for the servant to come over and bandage her.

Aveline looked at the blood in a daze, "How long has Alexander been there?"

"Don't worry, he should be back soon." Ciara comforted her as the cell phone on the table rang.

"I'll take a call."

Ciara let go of Aveline and answered the phone. No one knew what the person said on the other end of the phone. Ciara's usually calm face changed its expression, and she even stood up suddenly.

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increased, "Mom, what

You continue to eat and I'll

having the patience to explain a few

had a hunch that the call had something to do

dark, so she quickly

saying that the line was not reachable. Aveline's calls to some

Ciara but only saw the rear of the car as

What happened?

but the line was always busy. It was obvious that Ciara was on a long call at

who has always been with Ciara every day,

was on tenterhooks at home. She had just arrived in that city and

was no other thing she could do than for Aveline to lift her legs and run towards the old man's small building, hoping that the old

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yard, the old man was leaning on a cane with a

look on his face.

something might have happened to

usual, "I already know, don't worry, our people have already

bracelet in his hand, and

old man was obviously wearing a simple tunic suit, but

a little uneasy. Can you