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Adrian watched the colorful play of emotions on her face, the\u00a0<\/p>\n
amusement in his eyes deepening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He gave her fingers a gentle squeeze, then sat up straight again\u00a0<\/p>\n
and started the car smoothly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSettle in. We\u2019re going home.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His voice was still gentle, but it now held a reassuring, steady\u00a0<\/p>\n
strength.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The car merged back into traffic, but the atmosphere inside had\u00a0<\/p>\n
quietly shifted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The unnerving awkwardness and silence were replaced by a\u00a0<\/p>\n
warm, intimate understanding.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rebecca no longer looked out the window, instead stealing\u00a0<\/p>\n
glances at Adrian\u2019s profile as he focused on driving.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her heart was still beating fast.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The car drove into the underground garage and came to a stop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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After they got out of the car, Adrian kept holding Rebecca\u2019s hand, making small talk as if to ease her nervousness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In fact, Rebecca was still nervous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she got upstairs, she realized she had left her phone in Adrian\u2019s car.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHuh?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She froze for a moment, stopped, and rummaged through her\u00a0<\/p>\n
small purse again. \u201cI think my phone is missing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Adrian turned his head to look at her. \u201cDid you leave it in the\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Probably\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rebecca thought back. Most likely, she had been so focused on\u00a0<\/p>\n
talking to him when she got out that she\u2019d left it on the\u00a0<\/p>\n
passenger seat without thinking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTsk, my memory.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Adrian watched her frown slightly, a helpless yet fond smile on his face. He reached out and ruffled the top of her hair. \u201cIt\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n
okay, I\u2019ll go down and get it. You rest for a bit.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cOkay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The apartment was quiet, with only her inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She changed her shoes, walked to the living room to pour a glass of water, and sipped it slowly. Her thoughts drifted to\u00a0<\/p>\n
what she needed to talk to Adrian about.\u00a0<\/p>\n
About Leo, about that unexpected box of old things.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had to figure out the right way to bring it up\u2013to be clear\u00a0<\/p>\n
without making it seem like she was too hung up on the past\u00a0<\/p>\n
and causing Adrian to misunderstand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As she was pondering, the doorbell rang with a \u201cding\u2013dong.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rebecca was taken aback and instinctively glanced at the wall\u00a0<\/p>\n
clock.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was fast.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Adrian had only been gone for less than two minutes, right?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even if the elevator was quick, a round trip couldn\u2019t be that fast.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cComing, coming!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She thought Adrian had forgotten his keys or something, so she\u00a0<\/p>\n
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called out as she put down her water glass and hurried to the\u00a0<\/p>\n
entryway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She peeked through the peephole. The hallway was brightly lit,\u00a0<\/p>\n
but the person standing outside wasn\u2019t Adrian.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was a strange woman she had never seen before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman wore an expensive custom\u2013made suit, her makeup\u00a0<\/p>\n
was flawless, and her competent demeanor carried a hint of\u00a0<\/p>\n
unapproachable, cold pride.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stood there, not in a hurry, but with a kind of scrutinizing\u00a0<\/p>\n
patience.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s heart skipped a beat, and confusion instantly\u00a0<\/p>\n
flooded her mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Who?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wrong door?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hesitated for a moment before opening the door, but only a\u00a0<\/p>\n
crack, looking warily at the woman outside. \u201cHello, who are you looking for?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman outside didn\u2019t seem surprised to see Rebecca.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Her gaze swept over Rebecca quickly and sharply, from her\u00a0<\/p>\n
house slippers to her casually tied\u2013up hair. A faint, almost\u00a0<\/p>\n
imperceptible flicker of disdain crossed her eyes, but it was\u00a0<\/p>\n
quickly masked by a perfectly polite smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cExcuse me, is this Professor Adrian\u2019s home?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman\u2019s voice was also pleasant, her enunciation perfect,\u00a0<\/p>\n
carrying a well\u2013trained elegance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s confusion deepened. She nodded. \u201cYes, and you\u00a0<\/p>\n
are?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman smiled faintly. \u201cHello, my last name is Vance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rosalind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019m an\u2026 old friend of Adrian\u2019s.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rosalind?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rebecca had no memory of that name, but the woman had\u00a0<\/p>\n
accurately stated Adrian\u2019s name and title.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her heart sank a little, and a bad feeling quietly surfaced.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A pretty woman shows up in front of your boyfriend late at night, and her tone is so intimate and flirty. Could that possibly\u00a0<\/p>\n
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be a good sign?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s not here right now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rebecca maintained a basic level of politeness, but her tone\u00a0<\/p>\n
became a little colder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe just went downstairs to get something, he\u2019ll be back soon.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What do you need him for?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe I can pass on a message.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The smile on Rosalind\u2019s face didn\u2019t change, but her eyes\u00a0<\/p>\n
seemed to deepen. She looked at Rebecca, her tone full of\u00a0<\/p>\n
meaning:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s something rather personal, I\u2019m afraid it wouldn\u2019t be convenient to pass it on. It\u2019s alright, I can wait for him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her gaze went past Rebecca, as if trying to look inside the house, her posture carrying a subtle assertiveness and entitlement, as if she were the one who should be standing here waiting for the master to return.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s hand on the doorknob tightened slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After hesitating for a couple of seconds, Rebecca stepped\u00a0<\/p>\n
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aside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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