Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 59

He was dressed in an immaculate suit, his watch alone worth more than most people made in a year.

Yet here he was, sitting by the roadside, sharing burgers with her. The entire scene felt almost surreal.

"Tyrone, do you want a custard tart? They're really good—I'll buy you one." Alicia's eyes sparkled as she pointed to an elderly lady's small stand nearby.

Normally, Alicia wouldn't splurge on these treats. Only once in a while, when a craving hit, would she let herself indulge.

Tyrone nodded.

He never seemed to spoil her mood.

Delighted, Alicia jumped up and ran over to the stand.

Tyrone simply watched her, his gaze complicated, a flicker of emotions underneath.

"Excuse me, ma'am, could I have two custard tarts?"

It was easy to see that Alicia was naturally cheerful and lively—but life had beaten that out of her. If she'd been born into a wealthy family, she could have been flawless.

"These are homemade, sweetheart. The filling's extra creamy, and I use fresh milk," the old lady said as Alicia returned, handing one tart to Tyrone and opening it for him, popping a small spoon inside.

Tyrone tasted it and gave a slight nod.

He was notoriously picky, never ate sweets.

But today, he made an exception.

Seeing him take a bite, Alicia's face lit up with genuine happiness.

Once—she'd bought custard tarts for Vincent, too.

But Vincent had called them junk food, said they were unsanitary, and tossed them straight into the trash.

Even that burger—Vincent had never eaten it. He'd only pretended, lied that he had, said it was delicious.

Deep down, Alicia always knew: Vincent would never sit beside her at a street stall.