"Don't be rude, Nala!" Kasey swiftly reached for her daughter.
"Hey!" Nala rested her head on Lena's shoulder, "I really like my aunt!"
"Haha!" Harold placed his glass down. "I must admit, they do look like aunt and niece. Both beautiful. I hope Nala inherits Ms. Harding's calm charisma in the future."
Lena blushed. "You're very kind, sir."
"Nala kept telling me how pretty her aunt is. I thought—"
Elijah coughed, interrupting Harold.
Kasey realized what was happening and quickly signaled her father.
Lena, however, remained oblivious, unsure of what they were discussing.
"What did you think?"
Harold's smile froze, and he changed the topic. "Well, I still have one more campaign to handle. It would be wonderful to have an exceptional student representative."
Elijah promptly agreed. "Absolutely. There are a few students I've noticed. They're quite talented. With the opportunities they're getting now, they'll have successful futures."
"Is Alexander one of them?" Harold asked.
"Without a doubt!" Elijah confirmed.
Lena's hand, clutching her fork, trembled. "Wait, you guys know Alexander? Is he... any good?"
Oblivious to her distress, Elijah continued. "Alexander is sharp. I've spoken to him during my school visits. He's very responsible. Although... he carries an air of maturity about him, as if he's had to grow up quickly due to a challenging life."
"He's only 11 or 12, right?" Kasey asked. "Yet he appears much younger, around eight or nine. Malnutrition—it's truly heartbreaking."
Kasey then said, "What's troubling you, Lena? Please, eat more."
It was Drake.
She nearly screamed.
Staggering, she tried to follow him, but he had already entered the hotel. She stared at the spot where he vanished, her knees trembling. She retreated and leaned against the wall, her breath heavy.
Hadn't she left the village far behind? Hadn't she severed ties with her past when that plane took off? Why wouldn't this man release her?
She took deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down. At that moment, she had a chilling thought about Alexander.
Could it be that...
Alexander was Leo, and Drake had orchestrated his arrival in Centrolis? Was he trying to ruin her life?
She hugged herself tightly and sank to the ground in agony beside the road. The sun blazed overhead, but she shivered as she clung to herself.
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