Leonard turned to the assistant behind him. "Aurora and I have something to discuss. Take my suitcase home."
His meaning was clear: the assistant wouldn't be driving.
The assistant nodded, gave Aurora a polite greeting, and left.
Today, Leonard wasn't wearing gloves. Aurora had expected his mechanical arm to be conspicuous and frightening. But seeing it up close, she realized the prosthetic's synthetic skin was virtually indistinguishable from real flesh. Even the skin tone perfectly matched Leonard's, making it impossible to spot the difference.
He seemed to have completely adapted to the arm; his posture looked much more natural as he walked. He must have been continuously optimizing the prosthetic over the past six months.
With today's advanced technology, these kinds of prosthetics were made to look and feel just like the real thing. Once fully adapted, it didn't affect his ability to grasp objects or even drive.
However, no matter how realistic a fake was, it was still a fake.
As Leonard drove away from the airport, he asked, "What did you want to talk to me about?"
Aurora sold out Simone without a second thought. "I met with Simone the other day, and she told me... she said you seem to have fallen for Star. Is that true?"
Leonard pressed his lips together. After a long silence, he finally spoke. "That's my private business."
He didn't deny it.
For Leonard, not denying it was the same as admitting it.
Even though she had been mentally prepared, the stark reality of it still left Aurora stunned for a moment.



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