PopularNovelLucas lowered his eyes slightly and said in a soft voice, "I'm still young. My days of happiness have yet to come."
Malcolm was speechless.
After Selena had rested enough, Aaron pulled her back onto the dance floor, determined to teach her how to
dance as if it were his mission.
Watching them, a small smile formed on Aveline's lips.
She thought she could see a glimpse of love there.
Aveline couldn't help but wonder, what if she hadn't discouraged Selena from being with Aaron back then?
But she and Selena were different in the end.
Selena would find happiness-she was certain of it.
A waiter passed by, and Aveline reached out for a glass of juice, taking a small sip. The sweet and tangy taste
helped to soothe the heat rising in her stomach. She sat in the lounge area, waiting for a chance to leave.
But for sreason, she started to feel increasingly hot, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
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She fanned herself with her hand, feeling the urge to go out to the balcony for sfresh air. "Don't go out; you
might catch a chill," a female voice sounded beside her, filled with concern.
Aveline turned to see an unfamiliar woman and replied, "I feel a bit warm; I just want sfresh air."
The woman suggested, "Maybe the air conditioning is too high here. Why don't you go to the lounge upstairs?
It's cooler there, and you'll feel more comfortable."
That made sense to Aveline, so she nodded. "Alright, thank you."
The woman only offered the suggestion and didn't accompany her upstairs.
Aveline held onto the railing as she made her way up the stairs, feeling increasingly hot, with slight dizziness
beginning to cloud her senses.
By the tshe reached the second floor, her brows were tightly furrowed.
A waiter passing by noticed her discomfort and asked, "Mrs. Tudor, are you alright?"
Aveline replied, "Is there a vacant room? | feel a bit warm and need to rest."
The waiter nodded. "Yes, there is. Please follow me."
Aveline followed the waiter down the corridor to the very end. The waiter opened the door, and a refreshing
coolness greeted her, instantly bringing srelief to her O overheated body.
"Thank you," Aveline murmured as she stepped inside and sat down on the sofa.
The room was indeed cooler than the rest of the venue, and her body began to feel more comfortable, though
her mind remained a bit foggy.
Perhaps it was because she hadn't slept well the previous night.
She closed her eyes, hoping to rest.
A faint scent filled the air, subtly drifting to her nose and permeating her senses without her realizing it.
Russell had had a few drinks and, after soothing Rina's mood, stepped out of their room.
A waiter hurriedly approached him and said, Mr. Skyler, there's a Miss Young who seems to be unwell. She's
resting in one of the private rooms. Would you like to check on her?" en
Miss Young?
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There was only one person in the entire hall with that surname.
Russell's eyes sharpened. "Showthe way."
The waiter led him to the private room, and as the door opened, Russell saw Aveline slumped on the sofa. Her
skin was flushed
unnaturally, and she was tugging at her collar as if trying to get O comfortable.
Russell immediately rushed over. "Aveline, what's wrong?"
He reached out to gently pat her face, but she didn't respond.
Just then, the door behind him slammed shut, followed by the unmistakable sound of the lock clicking into place!
Russell's face darkened. He quickly strode to the door. "Open the door!"
But there was only silence on the other side.
This was clearly a premeditated setup!
Whoever was behind this had targeted both him and Aveline! &
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