Aveline was startled and turned to look, but she only saw the shadow of the speeding motorcycle gradually disappearing from view.

"Thank you," she said, turning back to the person who had grabbed her.

When she saw his face she was slightly taken aback.

"You're welcome," the young man replied.

He was tall and lean, wearing a mask that revealed only his eyes. His bangs naturally fell over his forehead, partially obscuring his stern expression.

Aveline was momentarily dazed. This man looked like Lucas!

The man turned to leave.

"Wait!" Aveline quickly blocked his path, hesitantly asking, "Have we met somewhere before?"

The man, still wearing the mask, spoke in a muffled voice that revealed no emotion. He shook his head. "No, I don't know you."

Aveline asked, "Did you work part-time as a waiter at the Tudor residence?"

A memory flashed in her mind - the waiter who'd rushed out just in time to stop Barbara from tumbling off the cliff at her birthday party.

Suddenly, the image of that waiter began to blur with the man standing before her. She'd been too shaken that day to get a good look at the waiter's face, but now a hazy recollection stirred.

The man before her resembled that waiter!

The man shook his head. "No."

A flash of disappointment crossed Aveline's eyes. She smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I mistook you for someone else."

The man said nothing and walked away.

Aveline watched his departing figure, still feeling a sense of familiarity. But since he denied it, she couldn't continue to press him.

Deciding not to walk anymore, she took out her phone to call a ride. She hadn't expected someone to be speeding in this area; it was really unsafe.

When the car arrived, Aveline got in, her mind preoccupied with what Lucas had said.

He wanted her to put on a show with him?

But what if the other party didn't make any moves? What if their guess was wrong from the start? Aveline's mind was in turmoil.

Moreover, she had already divorced Lucas and didn't want to have too many entanglements with him.

If she agreed to act with him, it would inevitably lead to more complications.

That was not what she wanted to see.

At Maple Garden.

As Aveline entered the neighborhood, someone appeared in front of her. Sophia stopped her, barely concealing her disgust, and asked, "Do you know there's a new woman around Lucas?" Aveline's expression turned colder. "I've divorced him. Whether he has one woman or ten around him has nothing to do with me."

She walked past Sophia, not wanting to engage.

Sophia stepped forward, her voice sharp. "Aveline, how can you be so cold? After everything Lucas has done for you, you're still unmoved? Did you ever really love him at all?"

Aveline rolled her eyes, thinking Sophia was being absurd. She cut straight to the chase, "What exactly are you after here? You want me to help you get rid of that woman? You must be dreaming."

She gestured towards the night sky and added sarcastically, "It's dark out now. Why don't you wait till morning to dream? That's what we call daydreaming."

With a mocking glance, she walked towards the apartment building.

Sophia's hands balled into fists, rage boiling inside her. How could Aveline be so indifferent to this news? That woman, Judy, was always hovering around Lucas, using work with DK Group as an excuse to constantly throw herself at him!

Sophia was convinced she was the one who should be Lucas' wife. No other woman was worthy!

As she watched Aveline walk away, Sophia's eyes narrowed, her gaze turning increasingly venomous.: owner of this content.