In Xavier's opinion, it would be good if money could solve Orlando's issue.
Orlando wanted to say that he regretted it. He was just too impulsive just now.
But Xavier didn't give him a chance. Instead, Xavier agreed quickly.
Arya could tell that there were issues between Xavier and Orlando, but she didn't know exactly what it was.
"Orlando, do you have any dissatisfaction against me? Just say it."
Orlando looked at Arya and said. "No, thank you for being so generous. I'll accept it."
After that, he left.
Arya was a little worried and stopped him, "Orlando."
Orlando waved his hand without turning around. "I'm fine. Sorry for leaving you alone today."
Originally, he came to accompany her. After all, she had just lost her family, but...
He smiled bitterly. It was okay. After all, he knew it was impossible to be with her. It was not good for anyone if he insisted.
At this moment, Xavier's phone rang. He checked it and found it was Jacob. He looked at Arya. "Sit in the lounge for a while."
Later, she had to see off the people who came to offer their condolences.
She would be very exhausted, so she had to rest more now.
"I'm here. You can leave first." Caspar said.
Xavier nodded slightly and walked aside to answer the phone.
Caspar held Arya. "How did you get the injury on your leg? It looks serious."
Arya just said that she accidentally knocked it.
Since she was in a bad mood, Caspar didn't ask anymore.
"Caspar." Laura stood not far away from them. She went to the bathroom but saw Caspar and Arya together. Caspar even held Arya's arm. It seemed like they were on good terms.
Caspar frowned slightly as if he was not happy to see her.
Laura greeted Arya first. "Mrs. Jones, my condolences."
Arya nodded. She looked at Caspar and asked him to let go of her. "Take your time."
Caspar refused. "I'm not familiar with her."
Caspar's refusal made Laura feel embarrassed. She raised her head, "Caspar, we're not familiar. At most, we sleep together..."
Caspar's face darkened. He strode over and pulled her aside. "Do you know where you are? How dare you?"
Laura knew she was wrong. "You denied that you know me first. I'm not a bad guy. I just wanted to say thank you. I was drunk last time and thank you for sending me home."
"No need." Caspar turned around and was about to leave.
Laura grabbed him. "Why do you hate me so much?"
"I don't," Caspar said perfunctorily.
"Then why are you avoiding me?"
Caspar looked back at her and said solemnly, "Miss Woody, we don't know each other. I'm not escaping from you. I just don't want to have any relations with you, okay?"
"Including friendship?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"There is no reason. I just don't want to get in touch with you, okay?" Caspar's words were resolute, giving Laura no chance to refute.
Laura was so angry that her face blushed. "Am I ugly?"
"Don't be unreasonable. It will be disgusting."
"But you've caused me trouble."
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