Leopold's heart lurched painfully, as if a nerve had been severed. He clutched Kevin's collar, "What about the girl? Is she in the hospital? Is she hurt?"
"Mr. Leopold, calm down. The girl's alright, but the homeless man took a blow to the head," Kevin said.
"He deserves it!"
A glint surfaced in Leopold's eyes, cold and revengeful.
He rushed off to the police station immediately.
Based on information from the police, it was fairly certain that the girl was Aurelia.
"Mr. Leopold, the police mentioned that she was with a man. Could it possibly be Arnold? After all, he's the only one Ms. Aurelia could turn to for help in Paris," Kevin suggested cautiously.
Leopold's lips tightened. Although she was safe for now, his mind was in a tumult.
"Start tracking Arnold immediately."
"Yes, sir."
...
Aurelia hadn't expected Arnold to take her to Provence.
The sight of the endless lavender fields under the moonlight was breathtaking.
"Wow, it's beautiful!"
"I knew you'd like it here," Arnold said with a smile.
"He who knows me, Arnold indeed," she teased, sticking out her tongue. The earlier gloom seemed to have vanished.
Arnold owned a vineyard here and would come for vacation every summer.
After having something to eat, she retired to her room and sank into the soft bed.
It had been a day full of shocking events. Thinking back, it was quite unnerving.
She gently stroked her slightly protruding belly.
Thankfully, the babies were alright.
They were strong, so strong that it made her more reluctant to part from them.
Even if she couldn't be with them, she didn't want to be too far away.
She would definitely not stay abroad. Not even if it killed her.
Before long, she fell asleep.
She woke up to the bright morning light.
Pulling back the curtains, she saw the morning sun casting a golden glow over the lavender fields, like a purple haze rolling in the wind.
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