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.

no interest in Hertha and certainly didn’t view her as a

to Alaric; her face buried into his arm,

the influence of alcohol and looked

out to pat Hertha’s shoulder

him; her eyes glazed over with drunkenness.

here drinking alone? Didn’t Thalassa come with you?”

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

haze. Recognizing him, she lifted a finger to point at him accusingly, “Leopold, it’s all your

state now!”

how Thalassa was being dominated by Lysander, being used

filled Hertha with immense grief.

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

pain.

take you home,” Leopold offered as he tried to

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