Alivia returned home, taking two steps at a time. Both Henry and Romy were at home, and Romy was preparing her favorite dishes: Tomato and Egg Stir-fry and Mustard Spinach.
She put the roast duck in the kitchen and said in a hurry, "Mom, put down the plate. I'm going downstairs and will be back soon!"
"Go downstairs? Didn't you just come up? Where are you going?"
"Just going to the convenience store for a moment," Alivia quickly came up with an excuse and took a white envelope from the bedside drawer in her room, hiding it in her pocket, then hurriedly ran downstairs.
She hurried to the car, opened the door, and sat inside, afraid of being seen by the neighbors.
Bert looked at her flustered state and raised an eyebrow slightly, "Why are you in such a rush?"
"Oh. It's nothing. I was afraid you'd wait too long," Once again, she sat in the passenger seat next to him, feeling strangely nervous.
Bert glanced at her but didn't delve deeper, getting straight to the point, "I came to see you today because of Lucas."
"Lucas?" Alivia looked at Bert in surprise.
Bert calmly averted his gaze, maintaining his usual composed demeanor, and said indifferently, "Yes, he kept insisting on meeting you, so I'm asking about your availability."
Upon hearing this, Alivia felt a tinge of inexplicable disappointment. She tightened her hands on her lap and said lightly, "I might not be free during this period, but I'll have time on the weekend."
Not be free?
Bert, a master of manipulating capital, was surrounded by unseen dangers. Anyone standing by his side would have to be on guard. In the world of capital, every minute was a gamble, and the changing numbers were soaked in the blood of countless people.
Feeling his aura cooling down, Alivia mustered the courage to look at him, her neat teeth nibbling on her lip. After a moment of hesitation, she spoke, "Actually, you don't have to see yourself as such a bad person. Although we've known each other for a short time, in my eyes, you are a good person."
She had never revealed her true thoughts to Bert before. When she was with him before, she instinctively avoided his aura. Now, meeting him again, she felt a deeper understanding of him.
Throughout his life, Bert had heard countless descriptions of himself, both positive and negative. Most would praise his abilities and strength but also label him as somewhat heartless. Yet, "good person" were two words that had never been used to describe him.
However, these words seemed too broad to him, leaving him uncertain of how to feel. He could only tell her, "It's too early to judge me."
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