When Adrian carried Cecelia and dashed out of the villa, I was still sitting limply on the ground with blood dripping from the back of my head to my neck. I watched him leave anxiously and with great urgency, without turning back to look at me. I was reminded of how he had once cared for me that way.Back then, I had just arrived at Neopolis and was working as a part-time waitress at a café in the Upper East Side of Manor City while studying. I was cleaning up some broken glasses when Adrian first met me, and I accidentally cut my fingers.Adrian saw my bleeding fingers when he entered the café to buy coffee, and he used his handkerchief to wrap up my wounds without hesitation. He was 30 minutes late because of me, and his subordinates had to call him on the phone three times to rush him. Since then, Adrian often appeared outside the café where I worked.Once, when I was working late into the night, Adrian walked into the café and handed me a black card while saying, "Come with me,
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