Sylvia's POV:

I hesitated for a few moments before answering the call, and talked to him as usual.

His deep pleasant voice washed over me. He told me that he missed me and that the meeting was over.

In fact, I already knew from Blair that the meeting had ended, but I still had to pretend to be surprised. "The meeting ended so early! Does that mean we can get to the restaurant early?"

There was a long pause. Then Rufus' apologetic voice came through. "I'm sorry, Sylvia. I wanted to come home earlier, but I have other plans. I'm afraid I'm going to have to cancel our date tonight."

"It's fine. We can go there some other day. Anyway, it's not like the restaurant is going to shut down soon," I joked, trying to cheer him up.

I could sense Rufus' guilt as he sighed. "We'll go together next time. I'll be back after finishing my work. I want to eat spaghetti with shrimp tonight. Will you cook it for me?"

sadness as I held the phone in my hand. A lump formed in my throat and bitterness surged in my heart. I struggled to hold back my tears and answered with a smile, "Of course. And I'll prepare some roasted duck for you.

disconnected the call. He gave me a

are sore." I

He went into the changing room and came out in street clothes with a baseball cap on his head. Something seemed to suddenly strike him. He

me. I hadn't expected him to be so perceptive. How did

my head. "How can that

to obtain the inheritance book my mother left behind and refine the bug that could eat Rufus' memories away,

eyes, wondering if I was telling him the

that he would see through my lie, so I urged him to leave.

had no choice but to end

and dark-colored clothes. We successfully got past the

going to go to my pack?"

Blair explained concisely. Then he guided me to a small trail, avoiding the main road. After today's riot, numerous soldiers were patrolling the streets, so we had

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