She cast her gaze downwards, her thick lashes casting a shadow of melancholy on her eyelids. When she raised her eyes again, all the emotions had vanished, leaving her deep brown eyes looking incredibly profound.
“Right, you’re absolutely correct. You’re the boss, and I’m the employee. There’s no way we could be equal, right? I'm the one without a prominent family or connections, so I need to work twice as hard. I really hope to join the Muse Club, not just for learning but also for networking. Please, Mr. Leopold, don’t clip my wings and stop my progress, okay?” Aurelia said.
Leopold hummed lowly, thinking, was it for studying or dating? If she felt hopeless here, she would rekindle the old flame with Arnold, wouldn’t she? “Enough talk. Send a message on WhatsApp now, or I’ll seize your credit card and cancel your allowance.” Leopold said.
Aurelia’s heart tightened sharply. The doctor said her little brother’s illness required at least six months of imported medicine. She needed to keep borrowing money from him, so she couldn’t be without a card.
She had to bow down when facing certain circumstances. She bit her lips and slowly pulled out her phone from her pocket.
Aurelia typed: [I'm sorry, Arnold. Something came up at work, so I can’t make it to the party.]
Arnold quickly responded: [No worries, work hard. We’ll go next time.]
Leopold’s thin lips curved into a mocking smile. This tactic always worked best. Indeed money was everything to her!
Aurelia's heart wrenched. She felt sorrowful and frustrated, so she sent another apologetic emoji: [I'm really sorry.]
[We’re friends, no need to apologize.] Arnold replied with a smile.
In her memory, he always wore a smile. It was warm like sunshine, gentle like spring breeze, and naturally drawing her close. Unlike the man beside her, who was cold as ice, arrogant, and making her want to avoid him at all costs.
“I’m going to my room. Do as you please.” Aurelia said.
She ran into her room, closing the door behind her and tears welling up in her eyes. She felt incredibly desolate, as if she had plummeted from the clouds straight into the Grand Canyon.
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