Alivia took several steps back, evading him until she was pressed against the railing, unable to retreat any further.
Bert grew impatient with her evasive movements and simply reached out to hold her slender wrists, slipping his large hand into her pocket to retrieve the phone. Just as he was about to take it out, a tender and childish voice sounded from beside them:
"Mr. Harper, Ms. Graves, what are you doing?"
Bert's movements froze, and Alivia wasn't in a much better state. She took advantage of his distraction and quickly broke free from his grasp, stuffing the phone back into her pocket, then turned to walk towards Lucas, saying, "We were just playing around. Have you finished looking at the sea?"
"Yeah, I'm done. I'm feeling a little cold, so I want to go back to the hotel," Lucas said, his nose slightly red, possibly from the chilly wind.
Concerned about him catching a cold, Alivia buttoned up the coat on Lucas, "Alright, let's go back now."
Bert watched as she successfully slipped away right in front of him. As she passed by him with Lucas, he caught the flash of triumphant cunning in her eyes. He didn't miss it.
Feeling smug?
He'd make sure that photo would be deleted once Lucas wasn't around.
The three figures cast long shadows on the seaside road under the overhead lights. Bert followed behind, his face indifferent, but his steps subtly adjusted to match theirs.
After a fifteen-minute walk back to the hotel, they took the elevator to the room floor. Alivia deliberately held Bert back for a moment to instruct him, "Lucas was out in the sea breeze tonight, so let him take a hot bath later. Don't let him catch a cold."
"Okay," replied Bert. He took Lucas by the hand and turned to enter the house.
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