"Thank you..."

Christina took what he handed over and did not look at him again.

She turned around and walked away side by side with the man beside her.

Cory stood rooted to the spot, looking at the two figures who were leaving away.

He looked gloomy, pursing his lips tightly, and was about to say something.

But his words wouldn't work.

He felt bitter.

"Patrick, how much do you know her better than I do..."

He muttered in anger.

"What's in the box?"

Patrick and Christina got into the car.

He frowned and looked out of the window with a complicated look.

Christina did not speak, and they were both quiet.

The car drove smoothly back to his house, but the driver felt the atmosphere in the car was serious.

Trembling, he looked up at the rearview mirror and saw that their young master looked gloomy, while the woman lowered her head with excitement, looking at the contents of her little wooden box without paying attention to the bad mood of the man beside her.

"What are these..."

turned his head and glanced that Christina was holding some objects in that small wooden

not look like valuables and were old and

Christina carefully examined the objects in her box with

and treasured

"Nothing."

at him in a daze, and a strange

packed up her

continued to move steadily and

to talk about, and suddenly the car quieted down

narrowed his eyes and stared at

ask about Cory's appearance and what the two men were talking about,

was a

small wooden box on her

didn't know

Patrick was annoyed and turned his head, staring at the speeding back outside the

was a strange silence in the car when suddenly a

Christina was startled.

out of her bag and looked

Suddenly, she hesitated.

"Your aunt called."

and saw her

her in

away from him, her

immediately pressed

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