"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..."

that Christina was holding some objects

like valuables and

the objects in her box with

and treasured

"Nothing."

looked at him in a daze, and a strange

immediately packed up

car continued to move steadily and

to talk about, and suddenly

stared at her for

thought she would ask about Cory's appearance and what the two men were talking about, but to

and was

mind was indeed a little confused, and she glanced at the small wooden box on her right from time to time as if she was reminiscing about something in the

fact, he didn't

head, staring at the speeding back

in the

Christina was startled.

of her bag and looked

Suddenly, she hesitated.

"Your aunt called."

and

in a

away from him,

pressed

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