Marisol raised her hand and pointed at the nightstand.Alinta looked over and casually picked up the pink and white rose, looking puzzled. "It's a rose. What about it?"One flower had scared her this badly?"No, it's not that," Marisol said after catching her breath for a moment. "L-Lucian, it's Lucian..."After hearing the brief explanation, it was Alinta's turn to fall silent. What could she say? She didn't want to say anything!Back in the garden, after hearing Marisol's story, she'd thought Marisol still didn't know the cloaked man at the ball was Lucian. But as it turned out, she'd already recognized him!No wonder Lucian had threatened her to help him. He must have realized it too, that Marisol already knew.This was trouble.With Marisol's skittish personality, this would make everything difficult. Whether they followed Lucian's plan or her modified version, it would all be trouble now!Damn!If that guy already had a plan, couldn't he just be patient? Why did he have
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