The possibility that the man might have ulterior motives crossed Lydia's mind, and she became instantly alert.

Given their current situation, she knew she was likely no match for him, especially with Quincy still sick and unable to help.

Sensing her unease, the man chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. I don't like skinny women. I prefer women with a bit more curves."

Embarrassed that her thoughts had been so transparent, Lydia felt awkward, as if she had been both paranoid and overly self-assured.

The man continued, "Just take care of him tonight. His fever should break by morning. I'll help you get out of here then. No need to thank me. Just bring me a couple of bottles of good liquor when you get the chance."

Relieved, Lydia smiled, showing her white teeth. "Deal. My family has some great liquor stashed away. You'll love it."

The mention of alcohol seemed to loosen the man's tongue. He grinned and said, "You must come from money if your family has such treasures. I bet it tastes incredible."

laughed. "You won't

man nodded. "Alright, I'll go rustle

went back to check on Quincy. She touched his forehead and was surprised to find that his fever had subsided. Whether it was his youth and strength or the effectiveness of

smiled. It seemed like Quincy would be alright

her wrist. His eyes were

leaped with joy.

If you're awake, come eat something. Don't just

hadn't entirely lost his senses. He

placed four slices of

the man said, "I don't have a lot to

at Quincy and commented, "Your clothes look expensive. How

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