Alivia finally understood that the crabs they had eaten before were probably prepared and not as authentic as this. She couldn't help but marvel at the extreme differences between the truly wealthy and ordinary people in the world.
Even so, she still took Lucas' crab and carefully separated the meat for him. She asked the owner for scissors and meticulously picked out the white flesh, saying, "There you go, this is how you eat it."
"Thank you, Ms. Graves!" Lucas said gratefully and then thoughtfully turned to the others, "Ms. Graves, can you help Mr. Harper too? He seems not quite adept at it."
Alivia smiled and said, "Sure."
Next to the open-air food stall was a tall street lamp, its dim light mingling with the stall's bright incandescent lights. The two types of light fell on her as her fair and clean hands worked diligently.
Alivia looked down at the crab in her hand. It was not a particularly beautiful thing, but Bert just felt that Alivia was very beautiful at this time.
It was the most touching moment since he met her.
Alivia was completely unaware of the intense stare from the man. She was entirely focused on the crab in front of her, putting a lot of effort into separating the meat from the shell. Once finished, she said, "There you go. You can eat now."
When she looked up, Bert withdrew his gaze and picked up a fork. He tasted a piece of crab meat and found it indeed delicious.
Alivia stared at him, her clear almond eyes reflecting the light from above, sparkling. "How is it? How is it? Is it delicious?"
She eagerly sought an answer, hoping her suggestion had been acknowledged.
He spat out two words, "Not bad."
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