As Gernard spoke of his sister, a hint of fondness and helplessness appeared on his face.

Aveline watched him quietly for a moment before saying, "I actually have a question I want to ask you."

"Go ahead," Gernard replied, his expression soft and patient.

For some reason, every time he saw Aveline, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity that made him more patient than usual.

Aveline hesitated for a second before speaking, "I know someone whose identity was stolen by another person. This person not only took everything that should have belonged to her-her life, her opportunities-but also went so far as to try and destroy her, using any means necessary, even resorting to arson and drugging. What do you think my friend should do?"

Gernard's brow furrowed as he listened. "Your friend should expose the impostor for their crimes and reclaim everything that was stolen from her."

Aveline kept her gaze fixed on him. "Do you really think that?"

course." Gernard nodded firmly, answering without hesitation. "This impostor sounds despicable. They stole your friend's identity, her parents' love, and yet they're still not satisfied and

eyes slightly, her lashes concealing the emotions in her gaze. "It's good to know you think that

is your friend? If she needs help, you

out what to do," Aveline replied with a

to the topic of her and Lucas. "Think about what I said. Lucas really isn't good

the waiter knocked and entered

to Aveline's, which only deepened his sense of closeness and warmth

night fully settled and the city lights starting to glow, he drove Aveline

to him, "Gernard, how

her hair. "She said she would think about

in excusex dissatisfaction. "Come on, saying she'll think about it is just an Why did you believe her? She definitely won't

Gernard's voice carried a hint

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