Water continued to drip slowly from the black umbrella, landing on the mat below, forming a darkened patch.

Vince lowered his head, watching the droplets fall one by one, as if each drop struck his heart, sending out ripples.

The surface would settle for a moment, only for another drop to fall, creating new ripples-rising and falling, endless and unresolved.

Hearing the elevator doors open, he lifted his gaze. His eyes were as deep and heavy as the night.

"Ame..." His voice was hoarse, likely from not speaking for a long time.

Amelia frowned. "Mr. Lane, it's inappropriate for you to call me that."

"Can we talk?"

"I don't have time."

She pressed her fingerprint to unlock the door, but it was clear she had no intention of inviting him in.

Vince reached out, stopping the door from closing.

"Just five minutes."

Seeing the disinterest in her expression, he changed his approach. "Two minutes."

Amelia glanced down at her watch. "Two minutes. Speak."

Vince took a deep breath, his gaze sincere.

"I've been thinking a lot about this engagement. Of course, the development of the family business is important, but if even at my level, I can't control my own marriage, then what's the point of this status and power?

"You asked me if I love you. I've asked myself that question over and over, and I

sound of the elevator doors opening cut him

with a familiar face. The other person was clearly just as

are you doing

in shock before glancing at her drunk friend

her what floor we were on, she mumbled a bunch of random numbers. This is the third

at.

you living here. Are

words, Vince turned back

the timer on her phone,

then withdrew

"Did I

and h mething?

explain to

stop moving

could finish her sentence, her completely drunk friend clung to

an octopus.

"Just one more drink!"

go of me, I can't move

coaxed her patiently, then turned back to Vince with

her friend's swaying almost made her stumble. "Careful." Vince

arm, her cheeks flushed from alcohol. "Thank you, Vince."

glanced at the now tightly shut door before

door, faintly hearing

she opened the

was empty, except

the damn

on the

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