"Isn't the jewelry show just a week? At most I'll be eating them for seven days, right? I'm a little worried about getting an upset stomach. If I can't adjust, I might have to rush back to home, I wouldn't want to harm the baby."
When necessary, the baby could serve as a shield.
Leopold, naturally, would take this into consideration.
He was always meticulous in his plans, leaving no room for error.
"I'll arrange a traveling doctor for you. Going to Europe, you'll learn more than you ever did at Muse Club."
Aurelia kept her head down, quietly munching on a steak.
It was always better to be safe than sorry. If things went south, she'd hop on a plane back home in no time.
The dining room was slowly engulfed in silence.
After dinner, Laura brought in a fruit bowl and excused herself to her room.
Sitting next to Leopold, Aurelia felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
She subconsciously moved a bit to the side, then a bit more, until she was at the edge of the couch.
"Uh. Mr. Leopold, regarding the baby, you don't need to worry. I can handle it myself."
Leopold suddenly leaned in. With one hand on the back of the couch and the other on the armrest, he trapped her in the corner. The pressure was immense.
"Do I look idle to you?"
Aurelia stuck out her tongue awkwardly, realizing she was perhaps overthinking things.
"You're not idle, Mr. Leopold. You're always busy. I wouldn't want to bother you with such small matters."
Leopold coldly watched her, convinced she was panicking inside, wanting to burst into tears.
He patted her head lightly, like one would pet a small animal, "A woman should be understanding, not cunning."
"I'm honest. I never play tricks."
"Really?" Leopold raised an eyebrow mockingly, "I never noticed."
She thought, "That's because you're silly."
Aurelia thought to herself sarcastically.
"There's a saying, time reveals a person's true intentions. If you'd get to know me better, you'd find out I'm not only honest but also hardworking and smart, a real asset."
Leopold smirked, his smile dark and menacing.
He didn't know whether she was an asset, but she certainly was cunning, a miser even!
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