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Chapter 983

    Chapter 983


    Everything was moving in the right direction, or so he thought.


    The following day, Crystal arrived unannounced, carrying a homemade breakfast with her, standing at


    the mansion''s entrance. She didn''t ask the servants to wake rk. Instead, she just stood there, her


    figure looking somewhat forlorn.


    Unable to bear it, one of the servants finally plucked up the courage to knock on rk''s door.


    Half an hourter.


    “rk, Crystal has been waiting outside for almost 30 minutes now. Should we invite her in?"


    "Why is she here?"


    The voice from inside the room was groggy, a clear indication that rk had just woken up. He hadn''t


    told Crystal where he was staying, nor had he told anyone else which mansion he was in. Had she


    found him by systematically checking each one?


    With this thought in mind, rk could only say, "Ask her to wait in the garden.


    I''ll be down shortly.


    After a quick wash and dress, he tiptoed past Carol''s room.


    However, living on the edge for so long had made Carol''s nerves particrly sensitive. The moment


    rk wasn''t by her side. She''d wake up easily.


    Hearing rk''s soft footsteps, she felt a wave of confusion. It was still dark outside. What was he doing


    up so early?


    At that moment, she overheard a servant reporting to rk, "Carol didn''t wake upst night. She must


    have had a good rest."


    “That''s good to hear,’ rk replied before heading downstairs.


    Carol rose from her bed and went to the window, her gazending on a graceful figure in the garden.


    Even though it had been a long time since they''dst seen each other, she could still recognize her in


    an instant. That was Crystal, the heiress of the Temple family.


    Seeing rke down in his pajamas, Crystal immediately brightened up.


    "rk! Why didn''t you sleep in more? I specifically told the servants not to wake you. How did they still


    end up calling you? What happened to the wound on your body?"


    “It’s just a small injury: rk didn''t borate, instead asking, “How did you find this ce?"


    It was winter, and the morning was chilly, yet Crystal was only wearing a thin, long dress.


    “I woke up at 4 a.m. to make you breakfast. Your housekeeper told me that you''ve been busy with work


    saidst night, I felt that it was necessary to wait for you to wake up and have a proper conversation."


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    rk''s eyes deepened. Conversation? What more did they have to discuss?


    “Before we start, I have to ask, Is Carol staying here?" Crystal asked, her eyes shifting towards the


    mansion.


    She must be inside. Otherwise, the servants wouldn''t have asked her to wait in the garden in such cold


    weather.


    They clearly didn''t want her running into Carol.


    "Yes." rk nodded, not hiding anything.


    Crystalughed, “So, your tensionst night and your hurry to distance yourself from me, was it


    because of her?"


    "Yes."


    "Okay, I understand." Crystal''s smile widened, "Then why did she suddenlye back?"


    “went looking for her and found her."


    rk, not wanting to paint Carol in a bad light, exined, "She left me before because of certain


    circumstances. Now, those issues are about to be resolved."


    Crystal seemed to understand, "So, you two are back together"


    And here she was, thinking that she had a chance.


    She had even intentionally returned to the country to take over the family business, hoping to increase


    her own value.


    “Crystal, I''ve always seen you as a friend, nothing more. I''m really sorry."


    Even though rk knew his words were harsh, it was better to rip off the band-aid quickly. Being clear


    would be better for everyone in the long run.
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