Chapter 770

The man was dressed in brown slacks and a cream-colored shirt, his short hair dyed a chestnut brown. He had a youthful appearance, but his amber eyes were filled with melancholy.

He walked over to Alaric and Hertha and stopped next to them, “Mr. Falconer, what a coincidence. You’re here for a drink too?” He directed his gaze towards Alaric.

“Leopold, it’s been a while,” Alaric greeted Leopold Sinclair.

As he spoke, his eyes flicked briefly towards Hertha, who was clinging to his arm like a needy kitten.

Noticing the confusion in his gaze, Alaric’s stern expression softened slightly. He chuckled and explained to Leopold in a teasing tone, “She’s just a little tipsy.”

By this, he meant that he wasn’t interested in Hertha. Instead, she was the one clinging to him due to her disturbed state of mind.

Although Alaric had a reputation for being a ladies’ man, he knew better than to mix business with pleasure.

Hertha and certainly didn’t view her as a plaything.

clinging to Alaric; her face buried into his arm, eyes closed,

under the influence of alcohol

pat Hertha’s shoulder gently.

her head towards him; her eyes glazed over with drunkenness.

alone? Didn’t Thalassa come with you?” Leopold

in the days when he was dating Thalassa, Hertha often tagged along on their dates. Leopold and Hertha were quite familiar with each

him accusingly, “Leopold, it’s all your fault! If you hadn’t treated Thalassa so poorly and hadn’t broken

state now!”

She knew how Thalassa was being dominated by Lysander, being used as a

thought of it always filled Hertha with immense

Thalassa’s plight, Leopold’s heart ached. His already melancholic eyes filled with sorrow

pain.

he tried

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